The Matrix Aphex Twins: A Screenplay by Parc Landen

Based on concepts by Larry and Andy Wachowski, and the

motion picture, “The Matrix”. www.thematrixtwins.com will be released

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Dedicated to Vaughn Engel, Daniel Mica, Moni Mica, the Landen/Adenuga

family, and Matrix fans worldwide.

THE MATRIX: APHEX TWINS

Written by

Parc Landen

Additional Concepts by

Helmdean Noel

August 08 1999

EXT. BATTLE FIELD

The sky is a sea of green and black bile, in the

dark clouds, thunder RAGES. The earth is torn,

wounded, and stricken. A replication of wars “no

man’s land”.

Just then the SHRIEK of LIGHT pierces through the

raging sky, revealing a futuristic hovercraft. It’s

exhaust shooting out a turbo of burning white fire.

The craft begins to descend, slowly. It lands to the

ground and a door to the side opens like that of an

airplane.

Rushing out are humans, soldiers, dressed in heavily

armored futuristic combat suits. Their heads covered

by fighter pilot like head gear, their mouths covered

by a snorkel like trunk that attaches to a breathing

apparatus. In their hands, futuristic plasma guns.

A leading human points to a hill located a few miles

away, the others nod. Just then the humans combat

suits release jet pack wings.

The wings release a boost of white fire as the

humans shoot up into the air.

EXT. HILL SIDE

The human’s hover to the ground, they begin

walking up hill. The top of hill shoots upward,

blanketing the other side.

A growing SOUND can be heard, the quiet

SCREAM of a computer reaching another.

The humans begin loading their guns.

They continue walking, this time in slower, cautious

steps. They walk closer and closer, their eyes on

everything.

To the ground, they find human bones and skulls

scattered all over the place. A reminder of the war

of yesteryear.

Closer, closer, closer, closer, the computer like

scream gets louder. CLOSER, CLOSER, CLOSER...

BAM!

A group of mechanical animals, SENTINELS, that

at once look dangerously beautiful.

The humans begin firing, comet SURGES of

PLASMA that shoot out into the air.

Smartly, the sentinels evade every shot, darting

left and right, gliding like killer kaleidoscopes.

They ATTACK with deadly speed, releasing red

laser beams from their whipping tentacles.

The battle begins.

One of the soldiers begins to run away. Just then a

sentinel POUNDS on top him, and severs him into

two.

Blood SPURTS from every direction, human limbs

SWORDED off by their mechanical enemies.

The fight is over before it starts.

INT. HOVERCRAFT

Out of the front window of the hovercraft, a younger

MAN looks out at the horrific battleground, he wears

a headset. He is NICO.

His face is hardened in anger.

A MAN’s voice emits from his headset.

WORM (MAN) (V.O.)

We have to get out of here.

INT. BATTLE FIELD

We watch as the crafts exhaust releases a burst of

white fire, hovering off the ground. A few feet later

in blazing speed, the craft ZOOMS towards the black

sky.

A sentinel notices the craft and chases after it. It’s

tendrils whipping in the air, each beautifully coming to

life in hypnotic movements.

A huge gun located on the side of the craft shoots

plasma out like an uzi. The sentinel DARTS left and

right, evading the balls of electricity.

Plasma wraps against metal, as a stream of electricity

surrounds the sentinel. BOOM! The sentinel explodes

in a raging blue fire.

The craft releases another boost of white fire, it

enters the sea of black bile, disappearing.

INT. NICO’S ROOM - CLOSE UP ON COMPUTER SCREEN

A flowing river of data spreads down the screen.

We move AWAY to find, Nico, staring aimlessly into

the screen.

The door opens and a MAN walks in, he is CABLE.

Nico swivels around, facing Cable.

NICO

This can’t continue. We are

dying out there.

CABLE

We need a miracle.

Cable sits in a dark corner across from Nico.

NICO

The Oracle.

CABLE

The Oracle is a myth.

NICO

I don’t know, but if we want

to win we have to find him.

Nico gets up.

NICO

I am going in.

INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

Inside ROOM 708, a room that looks like it hasn’t

been touched for years.

Nico stands in front of a table, which carries a circle

of old black phones. He wears a long black coat and

circular mirrored sunglasses.

In his hand he holds a receiver.

NICO

Secure an exit.

WORM (V.O.)

Yes, sir.

He hangs up.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - NIGHT

Nico walks out of the back entrance of the forgotten

hotel, located in the heart of urban maggotry. Waiting

for him in the putrid darkness is a sporty silver BMW

sedan, it’s engine muttering in the cold night.

He opens the back door and enters.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

The silver BMW comes to a halt, the back door swings

open and Nico steps out. Heading towards stairs that

lead to an elevator.

Next to the elevator, a MAN sits, dressed in all black,

reading a newspaper.

Nico nods at the Man, the Man nods back.

The elevator door opens and he walks in.

INT. ELEVATOR

The elevator stops at the seventh floor, the doors

slide open. Walking out into the hall he is approached

by a WOMAN.

PRIESTESS (WOMAN)

Can I help you?

Nico takes off his sunglasses.

NICO

I am here to see the Oracle.

The priestess nods.

PRIESTESS

Come with me.

She leads Nico towards a door located on the right of

the hall. She opens the door revealing an empty room.

PRIESTESS

Wait here. He will see you soon.

INT. SHRINE

Nico stands patiently, in the empty room. The walls

are covered by tarnished wallpaper, the wooden

floor covered by dingy polyester carpet.

To his right is an open window.

Across the street, in another building, in a ROOM,

he sees a beautiful long-haired WOMAN peacefully

making a bed.

OLD MAN (V.O.)

Non-believer.

He turns away from the window to notice an OLD

MAN, sitting, staring at him.

OLD MAN

Nico. Sit.

He looks back at the ROOM, the woman has

disappeared and the light of the ROOM is out. It all

felt like a dream.

Nico lowers, sitting.

NICO

Are you? --

OLD MAN

Yes.

OLD MAN

Give me your hand.

Nico puts out his hand.

The old man looks at it, examining it as if it were an

insect.

OLD MAN

You definitely have something. But

you have to believe, if you want

anything to happen.

OLD MAN

Open your mouth.

Nico opens his mouth.

The old man looks deep down his throat, then sits

back down.

OLD MAN

First you have to find yourself,

most importantly, him.

NICO

Who?

OLD MAN

Your other half, Nico.

Nico is confused.

OLD MAN

We’ve run out of time Nico, your

enemies are drawing closer. Go.

Now. Before it’s too late.

Nico rises to his feet.

NICO

Good bye.

The old man nods.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

The silver BMW pulls up to the back entrance of the

hotel. The back door swings open and Nico walks out.

INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

One of the phones on the circle of phones begins to

RING. The door opens and Nico walks in.

He picks up the receiver.

We TURN towards a window. Outside on a broken

street light we see the flicker of fluorescent light.

We TURN around.

Nico has disappeared.

EXT. MAYFAIR PLAZA - NIGHT

The central offices of Mayfair Systems, a software

development company.

INT. OFFICE

The deserted office is almost devoid of furniture.

There is a half-damaged wooden table, a chair, and

a computer. The only light in the room comes from

the glowing ray of the computer screen.

Sitting in front of the computer is a MAN, dressed

in all black and wearing a headset. He is RC.

His hands race over the keyboard.

They are looking for something.

A voice emits from RC’s headset.

NICO (V.O.)

I thought so.

A swarm of TV like STATIC spreads through the

screen, freezing the tracing program.

What’s happening?

NICO (V.O.)

It’s a glitch.

Damn.

NICO (V.O.)

No time to wait. Get out.

RC takes off the headset and then races for the door.

INT. ST. REGIS HOTEL

The lobby of the hotel is drenched with an

overflowing ambiance of wealth. Out of an elevator,

AGENT HUNT and AGENT COLE walk out.

Dressed in dark suits, sunglasses, and hardwired

always by Secret Service earpieces in one ear. It’s

cord coiling back into their shirt collars.

A nerve twitches and Agent Hunt stops, touching his

earpiece.

INT. HALL

RC paces through the hall of the hollow building.

There are no doors.

Shit.

INT. ST. REGIS HOTEL

Agent Cole glances over at Hunt.

AGENT COLE

Mayfair Plaza.

AGENT HUNT

Mr. Xavier.

INT. HALL

RC walks towards the circular railing, looking over

he sees the ground floor. The building vertigos

down into a marble chasm.

He takes a few steps back, preparing himself.

Releasing a small cry then running, he leaps into

the air, over the railing.

In an uncanny gracefulness he falls in slow motion,

erasing gravity from itself.

Seconds later he drops to the ground.

INT. GROUND FLOOR

COP (O.S.)

Freeze motherfucker!

We TURN around to find four armed cops. Guns

thrust before them.

RC smiles.

EXT. ST. REGIS HOTEL - NIGHT

Walking out of revolving doors are Agent Hunt and

Agent Cole. AGENT STONE approaches them,

who looks no different than they do.

AGENT STONE

The search has already begun.

AGENT HUNT

How many units?

AGENT STONE

Four.

AGENT HUNT

That won’t be enough.

INT. GROUND FLOOR

COP

Don’t move!

The cops move cautiously CLOSER. They think they

have got their catch, they have practiced this a million

and one times, one of them reaches over until --

The eye blinks and RC moves, fast, so blindingly fast.

He runs towards a wall behind him.

He begins walking on the wall, every step followed by

a trail of bullets that SHATTER their way into the

marble wall.

Leaping off, the cops watch jaw-slacked as he lands

behind them.

The mind still dazed, a jaw snapping roundhouse kick

finds it’s way into a cop’s face . Which sends him flying

in incomparable speed into another.

In clear panic, the other two air their guns, fixed

black holes --

And begin firing.

Twisting out of the way, the bullets don’t come close

as RC leaps into the air and gives another a kick to

his wind pipe.

A rushing gush of blood shoots out of his mouth,

quenching his scream. He is dead before he knows it.

The last Cop begins to scream as throwing stars twist

in the air in edge cutting speed --

His scream dies as they bury themselves into his

chest.

EXT. ST. REGIS HOTEL - VIEW FROM ROOF

Looking downwards, on a sidewalk adjacent of

the hotel, we see the three agents enter a black sedan

with tinted windows. Driving off, they are followed by a

fleet of police cruisers.

EXT. MAYFAIR PLAZA

The glass door of the main entrance to the skyscraper

opens and RC walks out.

A CELLULAR begins to RING.

He pulls out a small cell phone.

WORM (V.O.)

Operator.

I need an exit.

WORM (V.O.)

I am looking.

The sound of keyboard clatter emits from the phone.

WORM (V.O.)

Got one. Lexington Square, a

mechanical store about a mile

away.

Trans?

WORM (V.O.)

Motorcycle. A block away, its

yours.

RC looks to his far right.

A block away he notices, parked, a stylish black

racing motorcycle.

Right. See you on the other

side.

CLICK. Worm is off-line.

INT. BLACK SEDAN

In the black sedan Agent Cole and Agent Stone sit

in front while Agent Hunt sits behind.

Cole touches his earpiece.

AGENT COLE

He is moving.

Agent Hunt looks out the window.

AGENT HUNT

Lexington Square.

EXT. STREET

The ROARING SCREAM of a motor engine can be

heard. Seconds later, RC passes us, tearing down

the street on the motorcycle.

INT. ALLEY