EXT. STREET (MATRIX) - DAY

 

GREGORY slows from a run. He looks back as police cars and ambulances

race toward the Metacortex building. He can’t shake what he’s just

witnessed. He looks forward, only to run into:

 

                        AGENT SMITH

 

        GREGORY freezes, then bursts into questions.

 

                          GREGORY

 

               " What the fuck just happened? "

 

                           SMITH

 

    " We need you, Gregory. Will you help us stop this? "

 

     GREGORY is perplexed. Resolve comes over his face.

 

                          GREGORY

 

                     " I can stop this? "

 

                           SMITH

 

                           " Yes."

 

                          GREGORY

 

            " Alright. But how can I fight him? "

 

                           SMITH

 

           " I will give you the power you need."

 

 

INT. APARTMENT BUILDING (MATRIX) - DAY

 

THE building is old, crumbling, and inside painted a horrid green that

no sane person could find attractive. The humble place is home to THE

ORACLE.

 

NEO exits an elevator. Recomposed and dressed normally, he walks up

and down the hall, trying to remember which apartment she lived in.

 

A tall black woman, one of the Oracle’s priestesses, comes out of the

stairwell and recognizes NEO.

 

                         PRIESTESS

 

                           " Neo."

 

HE turns and looks at her. She smiles, but as Neo looks at her, a

flash of uncertainty, and maybe hate, flies across her face before the

smile returns.

 

                         PRIESTESS

 

            " The Oracle is anxious to see you."

 

NEO follows her into the familiar apartment. The windows are covered,

and NEO and the priestess are the only ones there. The Priestess moves

into the dark kitchen.

 

NEO’s eyes adjust to the darkness. He hears something squish as he

steps, and looks down.

 

The tattered rug is a swamp of dark, congealing liquid. NEO reaches

down and touches it with his fingertips. It’s half-dried blood.

 

He stands, his eyes adjusted to the dark now. The walls are chipped,

covered in bullet holes.

 

In slow-motion, the entry door to the apartment opens. In walks AGENT

BROWN. NEO turns to the kitchen. AGENTS SMITH and JONES appear. They

all draw their.45s.

 

NEO stands still as they walk up to him and put their guns to his

head.

 

                    AGENT SMITH scoffs.

 

                            NEO

 

 " I was on to you the whole time. I only came in here to isolate you,

                      to destroy you."

 

                        AGENT JONES

 

                " What are you waiting for? "

 

                            NEO

 

         " I realized, that I can’t destroy you - "

 

                      HE nods at SMITH

 

                            NEO

 

         " - without destroying the Matrix itself."

 

                           SMITH

 

            " You killed me too easy last time."

 

                           BROWN

 

                  " And if you kill us - "

 

                      HE nods at JONES

 

                           BROWN

 

              " We’ll only come back like him."

 

                    BROWN nods to SMITH.

 

                            NEO

 

                         " I know."

 

SMITH breathes deep, and drops his gun. The others follow suit.

 

                           SMITH

 

           " So, why don’t you take it all down? "

 

                            NEO

 

                       " The Matrix? "

 

                           SMITH

 

                           " Yes."

 

                            NEO

 

" I can. But if I destroy the Matrix, everyone within it will die."

 

                       SMITH snorts.

 

                           SMITH

 

   " I take it the great Morpheus failed to mention this? "

 

  NEO looks up at him, but his expression doesn’t change.

 

                            NEO

 

                " How many people are in it? "

 

   SMITH holsters his weapon. He speaks matter-of-factly.

 

                           SMITH

 

                 " Six and a half billion."

 

       FOR NEO, the numbers are too huge to imagine.

 

                       BROWN scoffs.

 

                           BROWN

 

                 " Could you destroy us? "

 

IT’S a serious question for Neo. But he nods. He knows his potential.

 

                            NEO

 

                         " I could."

 

                           SMITH

 

         " What does that make you feel like? God? "

 

                 HE is amused by the idea.

 

                           JONES

 

   " This is getting tiresome. Where do we go from here? "

 

                            NEO

 

 " IF you cut the power that the Matrix supplies to your armies, I’ll

                       let you live."

 

                           SMITH

 

" Idiot. We don’t care about life, we care about victory."

 

                            NEO

 

                           " Why? "

 

                           JONES

 

 

                  " So our kind... prevails."

 

                            NEO

 

                     " You mean, lives."

 

                           SMITH

 

 " Who do you think started this war, boy? Your kind tried to kill us

                          first."

 

                           BROWN

 

    " But you didn’t. You’re not as tough as you think."

 

                            NEO

 

                        " We’ll see."

 

THE three agents, helpless to stop him, watch as he walks for the door

of the apartment. NEO opens it, and stops, his face meeting a flying

FIST. His vision FLASHES with the impact, and he staggers back into

the room, falling on his ass and rolling back onto his feet.

 

         GREGOR steps into the room, tall and BAD.

 

                    NEO holds up a hand.

 

                            NEO

 

      " Stop! I don’t want to fight you! You’re human! "

 

GREGORY doesn’t answer. He smashes a side-kick into NEO’s gut,

doubling him over.

 

THE kick carries such an impact that a pale concussion wave flashes

past Gregor. It sends NEO crashing out the window.

 

GREGORY stands upright and moves to the window, followed by the three

agents. There’s nothing on the street, twenty stories below.

 

The building starts trembling. We hear rapid-fire impacts, growing

louder and coming faster.

 

THE FLOOR EXPLODES as NEO crashes up through the concrete, throwing

the agents away as he embraces GREGORY in a bear hug. THEY blast up

through the ceiling. WE follow them up through three more floors, bam,

bam, bam. Each concrete floor smashes GREGORY in the head.

 

 

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