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

The black sedan containing the agents turns into a

dark alley, followed by the police cruisers.

EXT. STREET

A malfunctioning traffic light keeps an ever growing

number of cars in traffic. RC turns into the street,

meeting the traffic.

The feel of fear POUNDS his heart. Slowly he turns

around --

To find the black sedan and the fleet of police cruisers,

waiting, patiently. The doors of the black sedan swing

open and the three agents step out.

Fuck.

RC steps off the motorcycle. The agents and a few

cops begin running towards him.

The chase begins.

Running a few feet before leaping into the air, RC

lands on top of a car, his movement clean in execution.

Roof tops of cars become landing surfaces as RC

jumps from one car top to another. Gliding in and out

of each movement.

Horns begin honking as people frantically stick their

heads out of car windows, yelling, screaming and

swearing.

Behind him the agents begin firing.

Bullets pierce through the rear window of a taxi,

creating spider web like cracks.

The agents begin leaping from car top to car top.

Surprisingly their movements hold the same grace as

RC’s, diverging from those of the cops, which are wild

and graceless.

INT. BUS STOP

A young MAN waits at a bus stop, he wears

headphones and punk-rock clothing.

An empty bus pulls up to the bus stop. It’s doors

slide open and the Man walks in through the back

door.

EXT. STREET

A COP slips from the top of a yellow taxi, his face

SMACKING against the rooftop as a pool of blood

drains from is nose.

INT. BUS STOP

The ROARING engine of the bus revs up as it’s

exhaust releases a cloud of black smoke, speeding

down the street.

EXT. STREET

RC reaches the front of traffic, he sees his target.

Behind him the ever present sound of gunshots

continue.

Way behind, the cops begin to slow down.

RC’s face remains calm as he centers himself,

zeroing in on the empty street before him.

ROCKETING of a car top, he levels into the air.

COP

Sweet Jeezus.

The jump is completely inhuman in nature, hanging

in flight. At the same time the world around him

begins to spin as the earth beneath him flows.

EXT. APPLAINCE STORE

A WOMAN walks out of an appliance store, her

eyebrows pierced. Her big brown eyes fix on RC.

WOMAN

What the...

EXT. STREET

The bus races across the street. Time freezes as

RC SLAMS like a hammer on a nail onto the

roof top, bleeding and broken, but alive. He turns

around to notice the agents staring at him as the

bus zooms him past a building.

INT. BUS - CLOSE UP ON BOOT

Moments later, we focus on the boots of the young

Man. The Man begins to SCREAM as --

A swarm of spreading STATIC wraps over the boot,

then his body. The flowing river of static continues as

the boot morphs into a black loafer.

We move AWAY to find Agent Hunt rising to his feet.

Rubber BURNS and smoke rises, the bus comes to a

SCREECHING stop. The BUS DRIVER turns around.

BUS DRIVER

Hey! What are you doing?

We hear another scream of static and Agent Cole

emerges from the drivers seat.

Hunt looks up.

AGENT HUNT

Good-bye Mr. Xavier.

The two agents pull out guns and begin firing at the

roof. They stop as we notice blood streaming through

the bullet holes.

EXT. STREET

On top of the bus, RC lays in a pool of blood, dead.

The front door of the bus slides open, Agent Hunt and

Agent Cole step out. Agent Stone waits for them in

front of the bus.

AGENT HUNT

The next target?

AGENT STONE

Sector 12.

AGENT COLE

The name is Nix.

AGENT HUNT

We will need to make contact.

EXT. MAYFAIR PLAZA

Laying on the ground in front of the glass doors we

notice RC’s cell phone, flashing with green light.

The line is ALIVE.

We lower downwards as we are SUCKED TOWARDS

the earpiece of the cell phone. CLOSER and CLOSER

until the smooth black plastic begins to expand. The

LITTLE holes WIDEN as we fall through one, entering

an absolute darkness.

We begin to be SUCKED OUTWARDS, drawing AWAY

and AWAY. The LITTLE holes of a receiver begin to

NARROW as we travel out of one.

NICO

We ‘re in.

Drawing farther AWAY we notice Nico, standing in

the hotel.

He hangs up.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION - NIGHT

Nico and a WOMAN step out of a sporty silver BMW

sedan, she is dressed in black leather, her name is

AMP.

Walking down a few stairs they meet EXODUS,

reading a newspaper, the Man Nico saw the last time

he paid a visit.

Exodus nods at Nico.

The elevator doors slide open and Nico and Amp enter.

INT. HALL

DING! The elevator doors open on the seventh floor

and Nico and Amp walk out.

The priestess once again approaches them.

PRIESTESS

Hello, Nico. Follow me.

Nico takes off his sunglasses, then looks back at Amp.

NICO

Wait here.

Nico follows the priestess towards the end of the hall.

INT. SHRINE

Sitting on the floor, legs crossed, they find a little

BOY, meditating.

NICO

Where is the Oracle?

PRIESTESS

That’s him, the last of the

potentials. They were about

to kill him until Exodus

saved him. That’s why he is

so special to us. Now I

hope you understand why?

NICO

Yes.

The priestess leaves the room. Nico walks closer,

just then the Oracle’s eyes open.

ORACLE (BOY)

Hello, Nico.

Nico walks towards the Oracle, then sits.

ORACLE

You are here because you

don’t know who it is.

Nico nods.

ORACLE

Come with me.

The Oracle rises, taking hold of Nico’s hand and

guiding him towards the window.

ORACLE

Look.

Looking through the window, the ROOM he noticed

before across the street is dark and empty. It

seems the ROOM has been plagued by a fire, that

has licked it’s way through the room, spilling thick

soot all the way up to the ceiling, leaving traces of

permanent shadow.

ORACLE

Close your eyes.

Nico’s eyes shut.

ORACLE

Open them.

INT. HOSPITAL - DAY

Nico’s eyes open to find himself in the hallway of

a HOSPITAL, were commotion is heavy. Through

all the panic, Nico and the Oracle remain

unnoticed, invisible.

ORACLE

Follow me.

Nico looks to his right. He sees a NURSE carting

a tray which carries bloody dissecting utensils.

Hanging off them are pieces of bloody human

tissue.

Walking, they turn into a door marked: “Delivery

Room”.

To the left of the hall they find a DELIVERY ROOM,

where a WOMAN is giving birth. Looking through

the window, Nico recognizes the Woman, the

Woman who was in the ROOM.

She is clearly in pain. DOCTORS and NURSES

nervously try to calm her down, but the PAIN is

unbearable.

NICO

Who is she?

ORACLE

Don’t ask when you already

know.

Nico draws closer, feeling the cool of the window.

NICO

ANGEL.

Sliding through Angel’s womb, pinkish in color and

covered in blood is a BABY.

Nico looks at the CRYING BABY while a Nurse wraps

a white towel around it, he recognizes the child.

NICO

That’s me.

Angel’s eyes shut as she passes out.

ORACLE

It’s not over. Now I will show you

your answer.

The Oracle and Nico begin walking down the hall, Nico

looks back at the delivery room. It’s empty.

They walk into a dimly lit EMERGENCY ROOM, where

SURGEON’S are busily at work. The room is as

silent as an empty coffin buried a 100 feet below the

EARTH; nuclear silence.

Walking up closer, behind the surgeons, they see

on the emergency table; lying down, eyes shut,

ANGEL.

Her abdomen is cut open, revealing a few of her body

organs.

NICO

This can’t be real.

ORACLE

Real is what you make of it.

Suddenly the crying SCREAM of a BABY can be

heard as a Surgeon pulls out another baby from

Angel’s womb.

This time the baby is DARK in color. The face of the

surgeon’s cross in disbelief.

The surgeon looks at the baby in his hands.

SURGEON

Holy fuckin’ shit!

The Oracle walks up behind Nico.

ORACLE

That’s your answer.

Just then a female VOICE begins to grow from a

distance, each time getting CLEARER. Waking us

up as if we were in a dream.

AMP (V.O.)

Nico!

INT. SHRINE

Nico turns around to find himself in the Shrine. Amp

stands in front of the door.

AMP

There ‘re here.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

The black sedan pulls up in front of the entrance of

the Temple, followed by a fleet of police cruisers.

The doors swing open and the three agents step out.

INT. SHRINE

The Oracle looks at Nico.

ORACLE

You must go now or you will die.

NICO

What about you?

ORACLE

Don’t worry about me, worry

about yourself. Remember, you

have to believe.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

A LIEUTENANT walks up in front of the agents.

LIEUTENANT

Yes, sir.

Hunt looks down at the stairs leading to the TEMPLE.

AGENT HUNT

Follow the orders you were

given Lieutenant.

LIEUTENANT

Yes, sir.

INT. SHRINE

Nico walks towards the window, looking down below

he sees the cops flooding in through the back

entrance.

NICO

Let’s go.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

Agent Stone starts for the back entrance, while Agent

Hunt and Agent Cole begin walking down the stairs

that lead to the temple.

INT. SHRINE

Nico and Amp leave the Shrine, leaving a meditating

Oracle behind.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

Agent Hunt and Agent Cole meet Exodus, standing in

the entrance.

EXODUS

Can I help you?

His words are met by the cold METAL of bullets as his

body drops to the ground.

The agents walk over Exodus, heading for the elevator.

They are about to enter when --

In a spreading like form Exodus’s chest begins to

SPLIT open. Implanted inside his robotic chest, are

two guns which stick out like exhaust pipes.

Agent Hunt’s molars set in frustration.

Exodus begins to buck left and right as he releases

exploding bullets that perforate the entrance, bullets

RICHOCETING and PING-PONGING off the walls.

Bullets STRIKE into Agent Hunt’s body, plummeting

him to the ground.

Then Agent Cole begins to fire, but he is no match for

Exodus; the bullets are everywhere. An array of bullets

bury themselves into his body as it jack-knifes back onto

the floor.

A spreading flash of mercurial light covers the two

agents bodies, revealing two dead cops.

INT. EMERGENCY EXIT

Looking downward we watch as the cops climb their

way up the stairs, their flashlights periscope the area.

INT. BEDROOM

Nico and Amp walk into a BEDROOM. In the center

of the room lays a shagged rug which covers a metal

panel that leads to an escape route.

BOOM! Nico fires at the lock and then opens the panel.

They both look down into the deep dark space.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

Exodus’s chest SPREADS inwards, returning back to

place. He turns around to notice --

Agent Hunt and Agent Cole, standing behind him,

sunglasses and suits intact.

In blurred speed Agent Hunt attacks Exodus with a

fury of serious blows. Then grabbing him by his shirt

collar and lifting him into the air with one hand.

AGENT HUNT

Pathetic.

Agent Hunt grabs Exodus’s right arm and RIPS it out,

creating a firework of sparking wires.

INT. EMERGENCY EXIT

Behind the moving cops, Agent Stone touches his

earpiece, hearing what is going on.

INT. BEDROOM

Nico jumps into the darkness, his coat flying open like

the wings of a manta ray. It seems he might fall forever

until he CRASHES through, with an EXPLOSION of

WOOD and GLASS, SLAMMING onto the floor as a

cloud of dust rises.

INT. STORAGE ROOM

He finds himself in an old STORAGE ROOM which

contains an electrical generator that hasn’t run for years.

Seconds later, DROPPING down like a disconnected

elevator, Amp lands to the ground.

INT. HALL

The emergency exit door of the 7^th floor BURSTS open

and a flood of cops come pouring in, scouring the area

as they ready themselves on either side of the hall.

The floor is empty.

The ELEVETOR “DINGS” softly, the doors slide open

and Agent Hunt and Agent Cole walk out.

To the left of the hall they find Agent Stone marching

towards them.

AGENT HUNT

Where are they?

AGENT STONE

They have been lost.

AGENT HUNT

Find them.

INT. SEWER

BURSTING through a wooden door, Nico and Amp

fall onto a sewage tunnel.

Racing their way down through the man-made river

into the slimy darkness.

INT. BEDROOM

The three agents walk into the room, finding the

opened metal panel.

Agent Hunt looks down into the dark space,

disgusted.

Agent Cole glances at Agent Hunt.

AGENT COLE

What do we do?

AGENT HUNT

Secure the area. We haven’t

lost them yet.

INT. SHRINE

Moments later a BIG COP stands in front of the

window, looking at the ROOM in the other building

as he gluttonously bites on a jam donut.

In the ROOM he sees himself, sitting in front of a

television, half-naked.

Another COP walks into the SHRINE.

The Big Cop blinks his eyes in disbelief.

BIG COP

Hey Arnie. Come see this.

The other Cop walks up behind him, looking at the

ROOM.

COP

What?

The Big Cop looks at the other Cop, then he looks

back. The ROOM is dark and empty, a dream.

BIG COP

Nothing.

EXT. TEMPLE OF ZION

Exodus’s severed body lays on the ground, in front

of the elevator, the wires in his arms continually

spark on and off.

Suddenly his CHEST SPLITS open, he is ALIVE.

We draw CLOSER as we notice a tiny screen

within the intricate wires of his mechanical chest.

The screen reads: “Self-destruct”.

EXT. STREET

Outside a source less wind begins to rise, carrying

the brute force of a miniature earthquake. Windows

EXPLODE out of their frames as the earth begins

to SHAKE.

INT. HALL

The two Cops walk out of the Shrine, heading

down the hall. BOOM! Below them they hear the

faint sound of an explosion as the building begins

to RATTLE.

BIG COP

What the hell was that!

The door of the emergency exit of the seventh floor

flies open and a RAGING river of fire comes flooding

in.

COP

Fuck!

The cops begin running towards the end of the hall

as the fire continues to SPREAD, like a SWARM of

locusts, CONSUMING everything in it’s path. They

both look back as they are SWALLOWED by the

RAGING fire. The fire continues to SPREAD until it

almost consumes us --

CUT TO BLACK.

FADE IN ON:

COMPUTER SCREEN

So close, too close for comfort.

A blinking cursor throbs in the electrical darkness

like a beating heart, each time giving off an electric

pulse that spreads beneath the dark neon glass.

The cursor beats relentlessly as data slices unto the

screen, information flashing on in the speed of light.

SCREEN

Trace program: running.

SCREEN

<DIR: Sector 14 COMM: Search>

The screen fills with columns of shimmering numbers.

The cursor races down the electric-green columns as

it searches through the screen.

At the top corner numbers fill in, snapping into place.

We begin to DRAW CLOSER, as the cursor slashes

down, filtering through the data as it deciphers the

information.

Only a few more numbers left as more slot into place.

Only one thin digit left.

The final number slots into place.

SCREEN

Trace complete. Search complete.

TDP#: 212-763-2486

We MOVE CLOSER, the green numbers racing in

an electric frenzy as we PASS THROUGH the

numbers, entering the world of the computer screen.

Suddenly the red neon light of the CLUB MATRIX

sign cuts through the darkness.

EXT. CLUB MATRIX - NIGHT

A yellow taxi stops in front of the main entrance of

the club and a younger MAN steps out, his name is

NIX, the net Ranger. A man who knows more about

a computer than a computer does itself.

INT. CLUB MATRIX

Inside the club, the air is veiled by a thick smog of

smoke which blurs the few lights there are.

Everybody is dressed in black, this is a club for the

hacker elite.

Dark figures crowd around each other, grinding to the

heart throbbing beat of INDUSTRIAL MUSIC.

At the extreme end of the club, Nix makes his way

through a door guarded by two big bouncers.

INT. REVEREND’S PLACE

He walks into an humongous room-like library. Filled

with ever growing towers that contain racks of books.

He turns into a row, walking a while until turning

into a dark corner.

There he finds a bald-headed MAN, REVEREND,

sitting in front of a table. He has a thick raspy voice.

REVEREND

Your late.

Nix ignores him.

He pulls out a small plexiglas case which contains

a tiny disc.

We read the note on the case as he hands to

Reverend, it reads: “Seven Plagues”

NIX

That’s the anti-virus.

Reverend opens a bulging metallic briefcase filled

with neatly stacked wads of hundred dollar bills.

He pulls out a wad and hands it to Nix.

NIX

This never happened.

REVEREND

I know.

REVEREND

Are you alright? You look

a little beat up. Sure you

don’t want to hang out.

Nix looks at the table, he sees syringes full of mescaline.

The ROOM TILTS.

NIX

No. No thanks.

INT. CLUB MATRIX

Nix walks out of REVEREND’S PLACE into the club,

he melts away as he makes his way through the

shifting wall of bodies.

INT. REVEREND’S PLACE

It is four a.m. and Reverend is at his table. In front

of him are two powerbook computers which are both

connected to cell phones, and a cocked .45.

On one of the computers he types in a long access

code sequence. The computer responds.

SCREEN

2-16-99 04:05:12 REC: Del>

Call origin: 212-734-2451

User Identified: Arthur Norton

Account Balance: $10,000,000

Status: Active

Reverend smiles to himself, he’s got a lot of money.

He turns to the other computer were a custom-made

virus application is running the “Seven Plagues”

virus. He types in a series of codes after various

sequences, he waits.

The computer responds with shimmering columns

containing member account balances from a bank.

REVEREND

Come to papa.

He types in a few more codes, then waits.

A beat, the computer responds.

SCREEN

Status: transaction in process

Reverend looks at the computer containing his

account balance and the figure begins to increase.

SCREEN

10,000,000… 12,567,890…

12,473,765… 15,887,544…

On the other computer, the account balances

begin to decrease.

Reverend leans back, sinking into his chair.

INT. WOMAN’S CUBICLE

The entire floor looks like a human network,

with labyrinths of cubicles structured around a

core of elevators.

It’s really late and a WOMAN is working

overtime, the cubical drone entering data into a

spreadsheet program.

She is about to type into a field when a spread of

TV like STATIC swarms the screen, then the

computer slowly dies.

WOMAN

What the fuck!

INT. BALCONY - DAY

A humongous balcony located inside Reverend’s

place.

Looking half-dead, Reverend and a few others lay

scattered around. Their bodies and minds filled

with mescaline.

On a table, next to a laptop, we find; DOZENS of

empty syringes, trays filled with rolled up hundred

dollar bills, and neatly cut rows of cocaine.

Suddenly the growing DRUM BEAT of BOOT-STEPS

can be heard, POUNDING the rooftop.

Reverend wakes, alerting the others.

REVEREND

Wake up!

A WOMAN is first to wake, she is CATE. Then a

MAN, he is REX.

CATE

What?

REVEREND

Can’t you hear it?

They listen closer as the BOOT-STEPS begin to grow

ominously louder, closing around them.

REX

Holy shit.

REVEREND

The crates.

Moments later, everyone is arming themselves with

guns taken from metallic crates, snapping and

cocking.

REX

What the fuck is this all

about?

Reverend cocks a gun.

REVEREND

The virus.

INT. REVEREND’S PLACE

Reverend and the rest of the group spread out

amongst the towers of books, waiting.

Rex pulls out a syringe full of mescaline. He jams

it into his arm as he pushes down, he doesn’t want

to die.

REX

Hell yes.

Reverend looks up at the glass ceiling, hearing the

staccato blades of a helicopter.

REVEREND

Here it comes.

Windows EXPLODE as heavily armed men come

pouring in, looking more mechanical than human.

Flashlights cut their way through the darkness as the

police force makes their way down the rows of towers.

The group remains calm, except for Rex, whose eyes

are powder white. The mescaline is sipping into him.

A COP walks down a row, his finger gently wrapping

around the trigger. He walks until he notices --

Rex, spasming, jerking left and right as if he were

going through a seizure.

COP

There here! There here!

The cops begin firing. The fight begins.

The group begins firing. A cacophony of GUN FIRE

rises as they all exchange bullets that pock-mark

the racks of books.

Reverend ducks for cover as the RAGING bullets

surround him.

Cate darts across a row, then turning into an

intersecting hall, where she crouches to the ground.

A COP walks out of a row, where he is met by the

muted spit of a silencer. Cate rushes over and grabs

his gun and then SHOOTS to the end of the hall.

The COPS continue to PRESS on as the lay waste

to more members of the group, BULLETS POUNDING

and RIPPING their bodies into pieces.

Reverend pulls out two guns and makes his way down

a row, he turns into the hall where he finds more cops.

He begins firing, STRAFING, ROUNDS OF AMMO

SPITTING out as he sends cops flying for cover.

The door that connects to the club KNIFES open

and flash lighted gas-masked cops come pouring.

GRENADE LAUNCHERS fire out metal canisters,

smoke clouding the air. The smoke rises before Cate,

she sees her enemies surrounding her.

Cate opens fire but she is only armed with a handgun.

She screams as DOZENS OF GUNS begin firing at

her, ripping her apart.

Reverend hears the dying scream and races out of a

row, CHARGING with a FISTFUL OF RAGING METAL

as bullets pierce their way into cops chests.

Agent Hunt walks out of a row, finding a COP lying

in a pool of blood.

AGENT HUNT

Are orders that hard to follow?

Reverend runs out of a row, crosses across a hall and

runs into a row in front of him.

Agent Hunt yanks out a gun and begins firing at a

target only he can see. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Agent Hunt and Agent Cole walk out of a row to find --

Reverend lying in a pool of blood, dead.

Agent Cole examines the corpse.

AGENT HUNT

Have you traced the origin?

AGENT COLE

Yes, sector 12.

AGENT HUNT

Our next target.

Agent Hunt walks away.

INT. NIX’S APARTMENT

It is an apartment filled with spore technology.

Jungle-like cables wire in and out of everywhere,

wrapping around legs of a few desks.

We turn towards a corner in this habitat of technology

to find Nix asleep on a bed.

The PHONE RINGS.

Suddenly his eyes flutter open, the PHONE

CONTINUES TO RING, dragging him out of his bed,

swallowing him like a black hole.

He answers it, half-asleep.

NIX

Hello.

A WOMAN is on the other end, she is MENAGE.

MENAGE (V.O.)

I called to warn you Ethan.

Nix wipes the drowsiness off his face.

NIX

About what?

She grows silent for a while.

MENAGE (V.O.)

The virus, they caught Reverend

using it and they wasted him. I

couldn’t believe it until I saw

it for my self.

Her words POUND him, his heart almost bursting.

NIX

What!

MENAGE (V.O.)

They traced it and now I think

they want you. I suggest you

don’t stay home tonight.

Nix looks out the window, the rising sun is becoming

blindingly bright.

NIX

When?

MENAGE (V.O.)

Early this morning. Be careful

Ethan, your the only one we have

left.

NIX

I know.

CLICK. Ménage is off-line.

EXT. STREET - DAY

The streets are busy. Cars are moving, people are

moving.

Amongst the moving crowd of people we notice Nix,

his face hidden beneath a hood.

EXT. CLUB MATRIX

Agent Hunt stands outside the club, watching Cops

taking out body bags and loading them into black

vans.

EXT. STREET

Nix sees the body bags and realizes the seriousness

of the situation. He has just landed in a pit of shit.

EXT. CLUB MATRIX

Agent Hunt begins heading towards the black sedan

when he stops, looking around he sees --

EXT. STREET

Nix, fast-walking his way through people, he is trying

to get away.

Nix looks behind him to see Agent Hunt stepping

towards him.

NIX

Damn it.

He begins running, like a mad man, barreling through

people.

He stops as he realizes something --

The agents are everywhere and nowhere.

He looks to his right to find Agent Hunt standing in

a crowd of moving people. Straight ahead he sees

Agent Cole. To his far right he sees Agent Stone

stepping out of a convenience store.

NIX

Shit!

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

In a dark gray room, Nix sits alone at a table.

The door opens and the agents enter including another

agent, AGENT WHITE.

Agent Hunt sits down across from Nix.

AGENT HUNT

You are a tough man to keep

track on Mr. Alexander. One

minute you are here, the next

minute you are elsewhere.

Fortunately, we have been able

to track you down.

Nix feels himself melting into his chair.

AGENT HUNT

You have been living, quite

an interesting life Mr. Alexander.

Most of it spent in computers where

you go by the netRanger alias

Nix and infectiously plant

viruses into corporate networks.

Agent White hands Hunt several paper-clipped pages.

AGENT HUNT

If you think we are going to

allow this trend to continue,

you obviously have been

mistaken.

Agent Hunt flips through several pages that mark the

nuclear silence.

AGENT HUNT

We have come upon your latest

project. The well-endowed and

much feared “Seven Plagues” virus.

This is possibly the most dangerous

virus ever released to date,

and can only be regarded as an

act of terrorism on your part

Mr. Alexander.

He puts the papers aside.

AGENT HUNT

I am going to tell you why you

are here.

He takes off his sunglasses; his eyes are crystal blue.

AGENT HUNT

In every society each individual

is expected to live by the rules

that have been provided by the

governing body. This insures that

things will be kept in order and

that certain individuals do not

get out of hand. But there are

some individuals who feel they

are special, and that is the

category in which you fall into.

He leans closer.

AGENT HUNT

You are a dangerous man Mr.

Alexander. You infect multi

million dollar software companies

with your malicious viruses and

you have no regard whatsoever

towards the legal system.

Anarchists such as yourself

should be eliminated from

our societal shores.

He puts his glasses back on.

AGENT HUNT

Which is what, is exactly going

to happen.

Nix stares at Agent Hunt.

NIX

This is bullshit. You have no proof.

Agent Hunt stands.

AGENT HUNT

We don’t need proof Mr. Alexander.

You are going to remain here for

as long as it takes. Me and my

colleagues will surely figure out

something to do with you.

The agents leave the room.

FADE TO BLACK.

FADE IN:

INTERROGATION ROOM

Several hours later we find Nix asleep in a corner

of the room, looking weak and beaten.

The door opens. Agent White and a few cops walk in.

Nix tiredly wakes up.

AGENT WHITE

Take him.

EXT. SKYSCRAPER - DAY

Cops lead a handcuffed Nix out of revolving doors,

forcing his head down as they muscle him into a dark

van.

A detail of cars drive off. Led by the black sedan,

the van and three police cruisers.

INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

Nico, Amp, Cable, GADGET, POOL, MACE &

STITCHES walk out ROOM 708. All dressed in black

and wearing sunglasses.

INT. STAIRWELL

They walk down the stairwell that winds around an

antique elevator shaft.

NICO

I want everyone where they are

supposed to be. We can’t let

this one slip by us.

STITCHES, a younger man in his teens, whispers to

GADGET, a woman.

STITCHES

Another mind to jack.

They walk into the old lobby.

NICO

Pool and Gadget hold the exit.

Nico looks at Mace, a MAN.

NICO

Mace you have got the get away.

MACE

Alrighty.

Pool, a man, and Gadget stop at the stop at the doors

while the others walk out.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - DAY

Two silver sporty motorcycles stand parked.

A sporty BMW sedan emerges from a corrugated roll-up

garage.

A young, skinny MAN, in his teenage years steps out

of the BMW. He has spiky blonde hair, many facial

piercings, and wears clothing that looks like those

of a TV repair man. His name is LINK.

LINK

Hey Nico.

NICO

Thank you, Link. Get the VU set up.

We will need it tonight.

LINK

You got it.

Mace, Stitches, and Cable step into the BMW while

Nico and Amp hop onto the motorcycles.

AMP

Are you sure about this Nico?

NICO

Trust me.

Engines SCREAM as rubber BURNS against hot

granite, smoke rising into the air. Nico and Amp

ZOOM OFF, tearing down the street. Their coats

billowing in the air like capes.

EXT. STREET

The black sedan stops at a RED traffic light. The

light turns GREEN and the black sedan cruises off.

EXT. STREET

Nico and Amp lead the BMW as they stop at a RED

traffic light. It turns GREEN. Nico and Amp tear

down the street while the BMW makes a right into

an intersecting street.

INT. ALLEY

The BMW drives into a rotten alley. Cable and

Stitches step out, both carrying black duffel bags.

They climb their way up onto a fire escape.

INT. VAN

Through the darkness, we see Nix lying in a corner.

Looking more dead than alive.

INT. ROOF - CLOSE UP ON DUFFEL BAG

A black duffel bag zips open and Cable pulls out a

BAZOOKA.

INT. ALLEY

Nico and Amp sit on their motorcycles in a dark alley,

hidden in the pubescent darkness.

We lock onto Amp’s sunglasses as we see --

The black sedan cruising down across the street.

INT. ROOF

Cable and Stitches lay in front of the rain gutter.

Stitches peers at the city through a humongous set

of silver binoculars.

A CELLULAR begins TO RING.

Cable pulls out a cell phone.

CABLE

Hello.

NICO (V.O.)

Can you see them yet?

Cable looks down below at the street. A few blocks

away he sees the black sedan heading towards him.

CABLE

Yes. Five of them.

NICO

We ‘re on our way.

CLICK. Nico is off-line.

INT. ALLEY

Nico and Amp drive out of the alley.

INT. ROOF

Cable mounts the BAZOOKA on his right arm.

Below Stitches sees the black sedan heading ever

closer towards them.

EXT. STREET

Nico and Amp continue to TEAR down the street,

the scream of engines growing into a RAGING

SHRILL.

EXT. ROOF

Cable aims at the black sedan, following it as it

continues to roll down the street. His thumb gently

squeezing down on the bubbly red fire button.

He follows it until it reaches a few feet away from

the street below him, and then --

Squeezes on the FIRE button releasing --

A missile that cartwheels into space leaving behind

a cloud of smoke as it rifles towards the black

sedan.

INT. BLACK SEDAN

Agent Hunt looks out of the window just as --

INT. STREET

The missile BOLTS through the sedan, lifting it into

air, BARRELING it into a brick building, turning

into metallic pulp as a fiery orange cloud rises.

We TURN towards the end of the street as we see --

Nico and Amp speeding towards us.

Another missile showers down, SMACKING the last

car of the detail. Metallic limbs of the police cruiser

wildly flying into the air.

INT. VAN

The Cops in front begin to panic as everything

around them seems to either explode or

somehow be destroyed.

Above them they hear a boot POUND on the

roof top.

DRIVING COP

Goddamnit!

The Cop SLAMS on the accelerator, sending the

van flying forwards and also --

EXT. STREET

Amp who stands on the rooftop of the van.

Missiles continue to beat down leaving behind

rising fire balls and whirling debris.

The van comes to a SCREECHING halt as --

A missile fires down unto the ground before it

creating an humongous crater-sized pot hole.

The blast sends the van WHIRLING and

TOPPLING over unto its side.

Amp rises and slaps open the sliding door of the

severed van. Inside she finds Nix, passed out.

Reaching in, she yanks him out, propping him

up onto her shoulder.

They race over to a half-destroyed manhole

cover. Lifting the metal plate, they enter into the

dark depths of the underground.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - NIGHT

An outside view of the abandoned hotel. The

drenching rain pours relentlessly.

INT. ROOM 1213

A wide angle view of the crummy room. Nix

lays asleep on a bed.

The door opens and Amp walks in, her presence

awakens Nix.

AMP

Hello, Nix.

NIX

You are not supposed to know

that.

AMP

That’s not all I know about you.

NIX

Who are you?

AMP

My name is Amp.

Nix rises from his bed.

AMP

I have waited for this moment

for a long time. Matter of fact,

we all have. Just like we waited

for him.

NIX

For who?

AMP

The answers will come soon. But

we have to go.

She turns towards the door.

NIX

How can I trust you.

AMP

Your just going to have to.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

They walk out of the old lobby and enter an already

parked silver BMW.

INT. BMW

Nix enters and notices Nico seating in the back seat

next to him.

NICO

Hello, Nix.

NIX

Who are you?

NICO

I am Nico.

EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE

The car begins to cruise down the street.

INT. BMW

Nix looks out the window, nightly urban suitors fill

the rotten streets.

NIX

Where are we going?

NICO

Do you know the question, Nix?

The question that drives all of us.

Nix stares into blank space, then looks at Nico,

his throat arid-dry as the Sahara.

NIX

What is the Matrix?

NICO

That question has far more to it

than you might have ever possibly

imagined, and tonight you will see

what we all have seen. What they

didn’t want you to see.

NIX

I don’t understand.

NICO

Do you believe that anything is

possible?

Amp slightly turns her head.

NIX

I think so.

She turns her head back.

NICO

Good, because what you are

going to see is going to change

everything. It’s certainly did for

me.

The car stops in front of an appliance store.

AMP

We ‘re here.

EXT. JOE’S APPLIANCES

Nico, Amp, and Nix step out of the BMW and enter

the appliance store.

INT. JOE’S APPLIANCES

Machines clogged with curdling oil lay almost

everywhere, slaughter house-like tools hang from the

ceiling.

Nix follows behind, looking around at the cannibalize

gadgetry.

They walk through a door and down a flight of stairs

that lead to the basement.

INT. BASEMENT

They descend into the basement were Link and a few

of his friends cluster around in front of a door.

LINK

Hey, captain.

NICO

How is he?

LINK

He’s fine. But he’s doesn’t talk

much, just sits there. Been like

that for hours now.

Nico turns to Nix.

NICO

He’s waiting.

Nix walks towards the door. Reaching for the door

knob, he enters --

INT. ORACLE’S CHAMBERS

It’s a dark room. A light bulb dangles from the

ceiling, giving the room it’s only source of

light.

In the center of the room, Nix finds the Oracle,

sitting on the floor cross-legged.

NIX

Hello.

The Oracle smiles.

ORACLE

Nix. Come. Sit.

Nix sits to the ground.

ORACLE

I know things have been somewhat

traumatic. I apologize.

Nix nods.

ORACLE

As you’ve probably been wondering,

why you? Let me tell you why.

You are here because you have a

gift. What it is you don’t know,

but that is why I am here... to

show you the path. But first let

me ask, do you have any idea what

the Matrix is.

Nix’s mind races in thought then he pauses.

NIX

A computer program?

ORACLE

Exactly, but it is not what you

think. Do you want to know what

it is?

Nix swallows, then nods.

ORACLE

The Matrix is a computer program

in which we are all in, even at this

very moment. A computer program

that governs our very lives, a

computer program that has blinded

you from the truth that your

reality is a hoax. It’s the burning

sensation than stalks your heart,

it has enslaved your mind and your

world. Servitude, Nix, sounds

impossible but it isn’t.

NIX

How is that?

ORACLE

Sooner or later you are going to

realize that what we sometimes

consider impossible isn’t

actually far-fetched. I am about

to reveal something to you that

will hopefully show you exactly

what I mean. Are you ready to

see what I want to show you?

NIX

Yes.

ORACLE

I want you to think of this as a

lock and a key, they both complete

each other. Without the lock the

key is useless, without the key the

lock will remain idle. There is

a myth out there that all of us who

have seen the Matrix have come to

hear. It questions the existence

of the Aphex Twins.

The Oracle pulls out a string-necklace which has a

YING YANG pendant.

He hands it to Nix.

ORACLE

One represents day, the other,

night. When these two unite, what

was always rendered impossible

will become possible. As for now

we have only found one half, the

other half still drifts somewhere

in the Matrix.

Nix feels the smooth metal of the pendant.

ORACLE

Close your eyes, Nix.

Nix closes his eyes.

ORACLE

I want you to tell me what you

see.

With his words we drift --

INSIDE UTERO

We are uncomfortably CLOSE to a reddish brown

substance that glows in a sea of amniotic fluid.

We begin to be SUCKED away.

We continue to DRAW FARTHER away, the racing

locomotive pounding of HEART BEATING growing

ominously louder, the red substance spreading like

a horizon.

The HEART BEATS UNCONTROLLABLY FASTER

as we DRAW still farther away, noticing a CHILD,

alive but unborn. It’s reddish brown skin glowing

ever more in the amber plasma.

We continue to DRAW AWAY as we notice --

Another CHILD, alive but unborn, it’s pinkish body

translucent in the amniotic fluid. Both of them

still wired by their umbilical cords, the APHEX

TWINS.

INT. ORACLE’S CHAMBERS

Nix’s eyes open.

NIX

I am an Aphex Twin.

ORACLE

Unbelievable, isn’t it. Now

you know who your other half

is, don’t you?

Outside, in the hall, the moving of mechanical

equipment can be heard.

Nix nods.

ORACLE

I know it is hard to believe,

but all I can offer you is the

truth. It is up to you to

accept it or not. Remember,

I can only show you the path.

The Oracle rises to his feet.

ORACLE

Go. Let fate show you the way.

He smiles.

INT. BASEMENT

Nix exits the Oracle’s chambers, his mind warped in

skepticism. Nico appears in front of him.

NICO

What you heard, what you saw.

I heard and I saw. But one thing

still remains. Are you ready to

see the Matrix?

NIX

How?

Nico pulls out a small metallic case. He opens it.

Inside are two pills, one blue, and one red.

NICO

You take the blue pill and this

ends. You continue the

brainwashing cycle.

Nix stares at the two pills.

NICO

You take the red pill and you take

the journey. The journey I took.

Nix reaches for the red pill. Opening his mouth he

swallows it.

Nico takes off his sunglasses.

NICO

Come with me.

He leads Nix towards a room at the end of the hall,

which is filled with high-tech equipment and glowing

phosphorous emitting from the racks of monitors.

Amp, Gadget, Pool and Link look up as they enter.

NICO

Link?

LINK

Give it a minute.

The others continue to hook up an intricate system of

hardware, modules ,and drives.

In the center of the room sits a chair.

Nix sits as Gadget gently begins fixing white

electrode disks to his arms, the back of his neck, and

head.

Gadget whispers into his ears, her lips close to his

ears.

GADGET

Just relax.

NIX

What is this?

A monitor in front of Link comes to life with a glee a

of phosphorous blips.

NICO

This is a virtual unit. It’s

going to make things feel a

little weird.

Link walks up to Nico.

LINK

Okay, I think he’s all set.

Nix eyes blink when he notices an old radio, which is

hardwired to the system sitting in front of him. The

intestinal blue and red wires of it’s electrical output

lying close to his feet.

Pool checks the racing bauds of phosperescent data

while Gadget monitors Nix’s electrical vital signs.

A sound begins to grow silently louder, the rising

sound of STATIC. Nix stares as the radio comes to

life, it’s dial pacing relentlessly back and forth.

NIX

What the...

The dial on the radio passes through the fuzzed