The Matrix Page #3

THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 8.

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Barreling through the booth, bulldozing it into a brickwall, SMASHING it to PLEXIGLAS PULP.

After a moment, a black loafer steps down from the cab ofthe garbage truck. Agent Smith inspects the wreckage.

There is no body. Trinity is gone.

His jaw sets as he grinds his molars in frustration.

Agent Jones and Brown walk up behind him.

AGENT JONES:

She got out.

AGENT SMITH:

It doesn't matter.

AGENT BROWN:

The informant is real.

Agent Smith almost smiles.

AGENT SMITH:

Yes.

AGENT JONES:

We have the name of their next target.

AGENT BROWN:

The name is Neo.

The handset of the pay phone lays on the ground, separatedin the crash like a severed limb.

AGENT SMITH:

We'll need a search running.

AGENT JONES:

It's already begun.

We are SUCKED TOWARDS the mouthpiece of the phone, CLOSERand CLOSER, until the smooth gray plastic spreads outlike a horizon and the small holes widen until we FALL

THROUGH one -

Swallowed by DARKNESS.

The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, theword "searching" blazing in around us as we EMERGE FROM a

computer screen.

The screen flickers with windowing data as a searchengine runs with a steady relentless rhythm.

We DRIFT BACK FROM the screen and INTO -

9.

12 INT. NEO'S APARTMENT 12

It is a studio apartment that seems overgrown withtechnology.

Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped intothickets that wind up and around the legs of severaldesks. Tabletops are filled with cannibalized equipmentthat lay open like an autopsied corpse.

At the center of this technological rat-nest is NEO, aman who knows more about living inside a computer thanoutside one.

He is asleep in front of his PC. Behind him, the

computer screen suddenly goes blank. A prompt appears:

"Wake up, Neo."

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