Morpheus: I see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, that’s not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: Because I don’t like the idea that I’m not in control of my life.
Morpheus: This is your last chance. After this, there is *no turning back*. You take the *blue pill* – *the story ends*, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the *red pill* – *you stay in Wonderland* and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
_then Neo took the red pill_