CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: Turkish is monitering Sarah's progress when his Matrix feed fluxes. The rest of the crew are sitting in their chairs, but are not jacked in. They are just relaxing.

TURKISH

What the hell?

INT-CONTROL ROOM: The crew's attention is diverted. Hemmington stands and jogs to Turkish.

HEMMINGTON

What's up?

TURKISH

Its an Agent feed but it looks like they're screwing with our systems.

HEMMINGTON

Call her.

INT-CONTROL ROOM: Turkish types in a few keystrokes.

CUT TO. EXT-CITY STREETS, CLOSE ON SARAH'S PHONE: It doesn't ring.

CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: Hemmington goes to his chair and lies down in it.

HEMMINGTON

Plug me in.

CUT TO. EXT-CITY STREETS, NIGHT: Sarah steps up to the hardware store's window and looks in. There is an older looking man on the phone.

CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: Hemmington wakes up as Helena pulls the plug from his head. He sits up.

HEMMINGTON

Why the hell am I still here?

TURKISH

The line's been blocked.

HEMMINGTON

By who?

TURKISH

Must be something in The Matrix.

INT-CONTROL ROOM: Hemmington gets off his chair. He goes to the centre of the room and paces until...

HEMMINGTON

Take us to the surface.

TURKISH

What? Why?

HEMMINGTON

Maybe we can boost our brodcast strength if we're close to the power plants.

TURKISH

Worth a try.

INT-CONTROL ROOM: Turkish gets up and heads to a ladder.

MICK

But what about The Machines, they'll tear us apart.

HEMMINGTON

No they won't, the ship's serial number has it being registered to Zion.

HELENA

They won't shoot at a ship from Zion.

ANDREW

They've been progammed not to.

CUT TO. INT-DIONYSUS, COCKPIT: Turkish sits in a pilot's chair and puts on his headset.

TURKISH

Beginning pre-flight.

HEMMINGTON

No time.

INT-COCKPIT: Hemmington sits in the seat next to Turkish. Turkish types in a few keystrokes on a pad on his lap. The sound of power coursing through the ship can be heared. Turkish takes hold of a pair of joysticks. He pulls them back.

CUT TO. EXT-TUNNELS: The Dionysus lifts up off the ground and begins to glide down the tunnel.

CUT TO. INT-HARDWARE STORE, THE MATRIX, NIGHT: Sarah knocks on the window. The shopkeeper turns to her.

SHOPKEEPER

We're closed!

SARAH

I need to use your phone.

SHOPKEEPER

I said we're closed! Fuck off!

EXT-SIDEWALK: Sarah raises her eyebrow and gives a smarmy look of defiance.

CUT TO. EXT-TUNNELS, REAL WORLD: The Dionysus flys through the tunnels at full speed. At one point she makes a sharp turn upwards.

CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: The crew have strapped themselves into their chairs. Andrew is at Turkish's console.

CUT TO. INT-COCKPIT: Hemmington and Turkish are being jostled around hard. Turkish speaks into his headset.

TURKISH

How's the link?!

ANDREW (V.O)

Little stronger, but not enough for a solid lock!

TURKISH

Uh oh.

HEMMINGTON

What?

TURKISH

We're approaching the surface.

HEMMINGTON

Oh boy.

TURKISH

I hope she gets to a phone soon.

HEMMINGTON

She will.

CUT TO. EXT-SIDEWALKS, NIGHT, MATRIX: Sarah picks up a garbage can. She walks to the window and throws it through. The shopkeeper is stunned.

CUT TO. INT-HARDWARE STORE, NIGHT: Sarah steps through the broken window. She has a complextion of frustration. She walks to the shopkeeper. He stares at her, shaking.

SARAH

My I please use your phone sir?

SHOPKEEPER

Sure.

INT-STORE: He hands Sarah the phone.

CUT TO. CLOSE ON PHONE: Sarah hangs it up. There is an odd, shimmering, distorted shreech. Suddenly, a man's arm swings out of nowhere and smashes the phone. Sarah looks up and sees Agent Jones staring at her, smiling.