Seann William Scott and Justin Timberlake and two of their lady friends are walking in a hallway about to enter their apartment.

Scott: In a few seconds, we'll be sippin on some Chris(?) and watchin the MTV movie awards. (Pulls out key and starts to unlock door)

(Girls giggle. Scott can't get the door to unlock. Timberlake winks at the girls.)

Timberlake: Quit playin around, Sean.

Scott: I'm not, dude. My key won't fit.

Keymaker: You must be the ones!

Timberlake: Oh cool! It's the super.

Keymaker: Actually, I'm the keymaker. (Unlocks door) Don't worry; you'll be inside in just a moment.

(Door opens and an orange glow is seen coming from it.)

Scott: Awesome! Thanks!

(Scott and Timberlake look through the door and gape. They turn into matrix code and disappear through the door. The girls gasp.)

Keymaker: (Blows on key and looks at girls) What's happening hot stuffs?

(We see Zion. The Rave has started. The guy with the dreadlocks swings his hair back and the sweat flies off it. Then we see Scott and Timberlake get hit with it.)

Scott: Ugh! Dude!

Timberlake: (Wipes off face) Where the hell are we?!

Andy Dick holding lots of glow sticks and wearing a Dr. Seuss hat: We're in Zion Baby!

Scott: What is this place?

Dick: Duh! It's obviously an underground city where the last remaining humans live and the robots are coming to kill us. Doesn't that make you just want to party? Yeah! (Starts dancing again)

Timberlake: Dude let's get out of here.

Scott: I don't know man, these girls are pretty hot! (We see the line of girls in an orgy) Check it out you can totally see their nipples!

Dick: Oh my God! There's Morpheus! (We see Morpheus about to give a speech and the crowd is cheering) Woo! I love you Morpheus!

Morpheus: Zion! Hear me!

Dick: He's having a huge orgy at his place later; at LEAST, that's what many of us have heard.

Morpheus: It is true what many of you have heard.

(Crowd cheers.)

Dick: Yes!!! Morpheus, what can we expect at this orgy?

Morpheus: Machines.

(Crowd is silent.)

Timberlake: Man, I'm out.

Scott: I dunno; sounds kinda kinky! Heh heh!

(Timberlake pulls his ear and drags him off.)

Dick: I-I-I'll see you guys there! And bring plenty of lube!

(We are at the back doors of the matrix and we see Timberlake and Scott wearing Neo and Trinity outfits respectively. Timberlake giggles.)

Scott: What?

Timberlake: Nothin.

Scott: Great--an infinite hallway of doors.

Timberlake: One of these HAS to lead back to your apartment.

Scott: You know what? You try that one; I need to use this one. (We see Scott walk into a men's room. Timberlake opens a door and we see Neo talking to the Oracle on the bench.)

Neo: I see Trinity and something happens. Something bad. She starts to fall, and then I wake up.

Wanda Sykes as The Oracle: Now, that's ****ed up! (Neo looks at her then behind him as Timberlake walks in. Timberlake sits down on the bench next to Sykes.)

Timberlake: I'm so sorry to interrupt you guys but I'm really lost.

Sykes: Wait a minute! You that boy from *NSync. What happened to your gerry (?) curls, man? That was a good look. Yeah, that was hot. (Turns to Neo.) You know them boys, right?

Neo: I've never heard of them.

Sykes: You never heard of *NSync?

Neo: No.

Sykes: Those boys can dance. (Turns to Timberlake.) C'mon man, show him your moves.

Timberlake: Do I have to?

Sykes: I'm the oracle, dammit. (Timberlake gives an "oh well" look and starts doing the robot.)

Neo: If I had to guess, I'd say you were a program from the machine world.

Timberlake: Nah, man. I'm just doin the robot. Here, you should try it. (Neo looks up at him as Timberlake stands up and starts to do the robot again.)

Sykes: Yeaaaahhh! Work it! C'mon, Neo. Get in there, man. Do the robot!

Neo: Why?

Sykes: C'mon, man. You da one, you da one. You can do it all!

Neo: No.

Sykes: C'mon, man! Doomo arigato, Mr. Roboto!

Timberlake still dancing: You can do the robot with JT.

Neo: What if I can't? What happens if I fail?

Timberlake: Ok, dude. Lighten up for real. It's just the robot.

Neo: No. I can't do that. I won't.

Sykes: Well, hell! I will! (Stands up and starts dancing with Timberlake.) Talk to me, boy! Don't be scared!

Timberlake: Oh god!

Sykes: C'mon, do the part; do the naked part.

(Scott walks in dressed like Smith.)

Scott: Mr. Timberlake.

Timberlake: Mr. William Scott.

Sykes: You that guy who got peed on in American P-- (Scott sticks his hand in Sykes and starts to clone her.) Hmmm! Ooo! You hittin the spot! How big is your fist? Good Lord! Hey! Wait a minute man! This **** is dry clean only!

Scott: You'll like being a dude.