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Original MatriX Script Part 26
He wipes sweat from Morpheus' forehead, coating the tips of his fingers, holding them to Morpheus' nose. AGENT SMITH: Repulsive, isn't it? He lifts Morpheus' head, holding it tightly with both hands. AGENT SMITH: I must get out of here, I must get free. In this mind is the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his pain. AGENT SMITH: Once Zion is gone, there's no need for me to be here. Do you understand? I need the codes. I have to get inside Zion. You have to tell me how. He begins squeezing, his fingers gouging into his flesh. AGENT SMITH: Tell me! Tell me! The skull is about to shatter when Agents Jones and Brown burst into the room. Agent Smith releases Morpheus. AGENT BROWN: What were you doing? Agent Smith recovers, replacing his ear piece. AGENT JONES: You don't know. AGENT SMITH: Know what? Agent Smith listens to his earphone, not believing what he is hearing. INT. PRESIDENTIAL SUITE (MATRIX) - DAY - Agent Jones looks at Morpheus. AGENT JONES: I think they're trying to save him. INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT (MATRIX) - DAY - Neo ratchets down a clamp onto the elevator cable. Both of them lock on. He looks up the long, dark throat of the building and takes a deep breath. NEO: There is no spoon.
INT. LOBBY (MATRIX) - DAY - The ELEVATOR hits the bottom. BA-BOOM! The massive EXPLOSION blows open the doors, fire clouds engulfing the elevator section of the lobby. INT. PRESIDENTIAL SUITE (MATRIX) - DAY - The Agents hear the BLAST AND FIRE ALARMS. AGENT JONES: Lower level -- AGENT BROWN: They are actually attacking. INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT (MATRIX) - DAY - Hanging by a rope, Trinity hot-wires the panel for the door. AGENT SMITH: Find them and destroy them! Agent Jones nods and touches his ear piece. PILOT: I repeat, we are under attack! Suddenly his face, his whole body dissolves, consumed by spreading locust-like swarm, of STATIC as -- Agent Jones emerges. NEO: Trinity! Agent Jones charges. NEO: ... help. His GUN BOOMS as we enter the liquid space of -- Bullet-time. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead-like angry flies as Neo twists, bends, ducks just between them. Agent Jones still running, narrows the gap, the BULLETS coming faster until -- Neo bent impossibly back, one hand on the ground as a spiraling gray ball shears open his shoulder. He starts to scream as another digs a red groove across his thigh. He has only time to look up, to see the barrel when Agent Jones, standing over him, pulls the TRIGGER the final time. CLICK. Empty. |
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