THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 4.
The orders were for yourprotection.
The Lieutenant laughs.
I sent two units. They'rebringing her down now.
No, Lieutenant, your men arealready dead.
almost doesn't register, so smooth and fast, inhumanlyfast.
The eye blinks and Trinity's palm snaps up and the noseexplodes, blood erupting. Her leg kicks with the forceof a wrecking ball and he flies back, a two-hundred-fiftypound sack of limp meat and bone that slams into the copfarthest from her.
THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98
Trinity is on the phone, pacing.
The other end is
Morpheus! The line was traced!
don't know how.
I know. They cut the hardline.
This line is not a viable exit.
Are there any Agents?
You have to focus. There is a
phone. Wells and Lake. You can
All right -MORPHEUS
She drops the phone.
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