The Matrix Reloaded, The Matrix, and all related media, characters, and stories are copyright 1999-2003 AOL Time Warner and Village Roadshow Pictures. The transcript below contains parts of a script written by the Wachowski brothers. This transcript is provided for fans' enjoyment and reference and does not intend copyright infringement. The entire content of this transcript is property of Larry and Andy Wachowski, AOL Time Warner, and Village Roadshow Pictures. No claim is lain on the ownership of the words contained within this transcript on the part of me (V.E. London)

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The Freeway Chase Revisited

Trinity was about to jump for the motorcycles below when she felt a tug at her arm. The key maker was standing there, shaking.

Key Maker: I don't want to, can't we just hitchhike or something?

Trinity: What?

Suddenly she fell off balance and landed on top of a speeding minivan. She was thankfully still holding onto the Key Maker, and they both were alright. She scanned around her to look for a suitable replacement for the motorcycles when her eyes spotted the only thing she could have taken. She leapt from the top of the minivan (and you could hear children and a soccer mom screaming from the inside because when they jumped off of the roof, the car started to swerve).

Trinity was going towards an SUV ahead of them. Strapped to the top was a bicycle.

Key Maker: You've gotta fucking be kidding me!

Trinity: Look, it's our only chance

Key Maker: If you haven't noticed, we are on the FREEWAY! There are cars going, like, 70mph. That is so not safe! I'm not getting on.

The Key Maker squatted on top of the car. Trinity hopped onto the bike and loosened the chains that kept it on the roof of the car. She grabbed the Key Maker and put him on the basket in the front of the bike. Did I mention the fact that it was a little girl's bike? I didn't? Well, now you know. It had streamers and everything.

Trinity sat with her knees bent and started peddling as hard as she could. They rolled off of the top of the SUV and hit the pavement. They were going a whopping 20 mph on the side of the road when Trinity noticed that one of the cars ahead of them was being driven by an agent. She swerved into traffic, momentarily forgetting that she was on a bike. Cars started honking and flipping over, and the whole effect was really cool (although, Trinity and the Key Maker didn't think so at the time). The bike skid a little, but stayed upright. Trinity peddled as hard as she could, but it was no use. It was the freaking freeway, and she was riding a bike.

They were hit from behind by a '77 Pinto and were thrown many feet into the air. The Key Maker landed safely with only a few broken ribs. But then a car (which happened to be driven by some woman and not an agent) ran into him, killing him on impact. Fate's a bitch, huh?

If you were wondering, I don't like Trinity. I think "she" looks like an ugly she-male. In this story, I killed her. She died of being burned alive because she hit the windshield of some car and they swerved and hit another car and then both cars exploded. Lots of people died, it was all good fun.