CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: A man is sitting behind a bank of computers. He has, on a table, a robotic hand. His left arm is missing. This is TURKISH, ship's operator. The phone on his computer rings. he quickly snatches up his arm and re-attaches it. He puts on a headset and presses a small yellow button.
TURKISH
Operator.
MAN(V.O)
We're ready to go.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM, MINUTES LATER: Turkish is standing behind a dentist's chair. He pulls a long plug out of a man's head. The man blinks his eyes a little then sits up. He is a tall, confident man of about 50 yrs. This is HEMMINGTON. Another man wakes on the other side of the room. He is a man in his early to mid 30's of an Oriental decent. This is WOO. He sits up and stares into the room. Hemmington does the same. Turkish looks at them both confused.
TURKISH
What?
HEMMINGTON
We found him.
TURKISH
No shit?
WOO
No.
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Antigone walks in from a hatch on the other side of the room. Everybody goes silent.
ANTIGONE
What the hell are you boys up to?
CUT TO. INT-MESS HALL, MINUTES LATER: The crew of four is sitting around a small metal table.
HEMMINGTON
The Oracle was right.
WOO
As usual.
ANTIGONE
I'm a little lost.
HEMMINGTON
Woo and I have been running a little operation under youor nose.
ANTIGONE
What "little operation"?
HEMMINGTON
Can't tell you.
ANTIGONE
Why?
HEMMINGTON
Need to know.
ANTIGONE
Well shit I need to know.
TURKISH
Not till Jules says so.
ANTIGONE
You knew?
TURKISH
It meant them going into The Matrix. Of course I knew.
HEMMINGTON
Don't worry about it. We get back to Atlantis, recharge, then we have a meeting about it.
ANTIGONE
A meeting about what?
INT-MESS HALL: The men look to eachother, looking for signs saying "shut up!". They see no sign.
HEMMINGTON
Ending The Matrix.
INT-MESS HALL: A small bell goes off. The crew stands. They look to eachother then leave.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: The crew stans around Turkish while he works at his computer.
ANTIGONE
Where are they?
TURKISH
Deep shit, that's where.
HEMMINGTON
What ship?
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Turkish brings up a list on another computer. He scrolls the list until he comes to a dead stop.
TURKISH
The Valhalla.
HEMMINGTON
Augustus you little shit.
ANTIGONE
What's up?
HEMMINGTON
That guy never knew when to quit. We're going in. Antigone, you've got point.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM, MINUTES LATER: Hemmington and Woo have been plugged in. Turkish lays Antigone down and aims the plug to her head. She looks up at him with a diry smile.
TURKISH
What?
ANTIGONE
You'll tell me what the big secret is even if I have to fuck the knowledge out of y...
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Before she could finish, Turkish plugs her into The Matrix. He turns and heads towards his computers.
TURKISH
Go to work baby.
CUT TO. INT-HOTEL ROOM, DAY, MATRIX: The room is old and decrepit. Woo, Hemmington and Antigone stand around a small table with an old, ringing, phone on it. Hemmington picks up the phone.
HEMMINGTON
We're in.
TURKISH(V.O)
Augustus and his team are trapped in a warehouse on the waterfront. They're pinned down by S.W.A.T guns.
HEMMINGTON
Any Agents?
TURKISH(V.0)
Not yet, but don't count em' out.
HEMMINGTON
Never do.
INT-HOTEL ROOM: Hemmington hang up the phone. He turns around. Antigone is gone. Hemmington and Woo exchange looks.
HEMMINGTON
Why do we even show up?
CUT TO. EXT-WAREHOUSE, DAY, MATRIX: A number of SWAT vans are parked outside. The sound of gunfire chatters away in the building. (CLOSE ON TWO SWAT CAPTAINS) They are standing with about a dozen SWAT lieutenents.
CAPTAIN#1
Don't take any chances! These assholes have more guns than the feds.
EXT-WAREHOUSE: Three men in dark suits approach the SWAT teams. They each have an inhuman calm stareing at the world through a pair of dark sunglasses. From left to right are Agents BROWN, JOHNSON and THOMSON.
BROWN
We doubt that.
CAPTAIN#2
Who called you?!
THOMSON
Your firefight hasn't gone unnoticed.
CAPTAIN#1
Figured that.
JOHNSON
We are here to lend assistance.
CAPTAIN#2
We've got this well in hand!
EXT-WAREHOUSE: There is a small explosion from inside the warehouse. Three SWAT members fly out. The Agents look to the Captains, Brown raises an eyebrow in doubt.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, DAY: Five people are crouched behind boxes and barrels. They are all nicely dressed in long coats and sunglasses. The man nearest to the back window is AUGUSTUS. He is wearing a jet black suit, black coat and red tie. He has in his hands a pair of Uzis. Beside him is RIDLEY. He has on a red suit, no tie. He is of the African American etinicity. He carries a grenade launcher and two pistols. He is also sporting a deep cut above his right eye. Beside Ridley is HELENA. Formally of Hemmington's crew. She is wearing a black tank top and a pair of black pants with combat boots. She is down to an M-16 machine gun. Beside her is DONNATELLO. He is decked out in a nice blue suit. He carries with him one assult rifle. Beside him is JORDAN. She is sporting a long black coat and red pantsuit underneith. She has with her a large shotgun. Bullets fly over their heads as their ammo runs low. Augustus finishes off one of his Uzis.
Suddenly, all the shooting stops. Augustus signals the others to stay low while he peeks up. Agents Brown, Johnson and Thomson are walking towards them. Augustus ducks down.
AUGUSTUS
Agents.
HELENA
How many?
AUGUSTUS
Three.
JORDAN
What the hell are we gonna do now?
RIDLEY
Shoot em.
DONNATELLO
Waste of ammo.
HELENA
Did Nickoli get a signal out?
AUGUSTUS
We'll know soon enough.
INT-WAREHOUSE: Augustus looks up. The Agents are gone. He looks back down to his crew and shakes his head. Suddenly, Brown grabs Augustus by the throat. The other members of the crew scatter. Johnson and Thomson try to corner them. Everybody suddenly looks up as the entire glass ceiling smashes.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, BULLET TIME: Antigone lands hard. She erects herself and grabs Brown. She throws him through a window.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, REAL TIME: Antigone looks at the other Agents as Brown flies through the window.
ANTIGONE
Doing something?
INT-WAREHOUSE: The Agents move on Antigone, they begin to fight her to no avail. She blocks their kicks and punches like nothing was there. The SWAT teams outside begin shooting at Antigone.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, BULLET TIME: She throws Thomson into the bullets while she kicks Johnson through a wall.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, REAL TIME: Thomson is torn apart by the bullets. Antigone puts out her hand and the rest of the projectiles stop dead in mid-air. Antigone puts her hand down as the cops stop shooting. She smiles and kicks a barrel of an explosive chemical into the police. The teams scatter as the barrel explodes, unleashing a fury of fire. The police get out of the way before anyone is hurt. A short while later, they get to their feet and look into the warehouse through the smoke. Antigone and the rest of the Valhalla crew are gone.
TURKISH
Operator.
MAN(V.O)
We're ready to go.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM, MINUTES LATER: Turkish is standing behind a dentist's chair. He pulls a long plug out of a man's head. The man blinks his eyes a little then sits up. He is a tall, confident man of about 50 yrs. This is HEMMINGTON. Another man wakes on the other side of the room. He is a man in his early to mid 30's of an Oriental decent. This is WOO. He sits up and stares into the room. Hemmington does the same. Turkish looks at them both confused.
TURKISH
What?
HEMMINGTON
We found him.
TURKISH
No shit?
WOO
No.
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Antigone walks in from a hatch on the other side of the room. Everybody goes silent.
ANTIGONE
What the hell are you boys up to?
CUT TO. INT-MESS HALL, MINUTES LATER: The crew of four is sitting around a small metal table.
HEMMINGTON
The Oracle was right.
WOO
As usual.
ANTIGONE
I'm a little lost.
HEMMINGTON
Woo and I have been running a little operation under youor nose.
ANTIGONE
What "little operation"?
HEMMINGTON
Can't tell you.
ANTIGONE
Why?
HEMMINGTON
Need to know.
ANTIGONE
Well shit I need to know.
TURKISH
Not till Jules says so.
ANTIGONE
You knew?
TURKISH
It meant them going into The Matrix. Of course I knew.
HEMMINGTON
Don't worry about it. We get back to Atlantis, recharge, then we have a meeting about it.
ANTIGONE
A meeting about what?
INT-MESS HALL: The men look to eachother, looking for signs saying "shut up!". They see no sign.
HEMMINGTON
Ending The Matrix.
INT-MESS HALL: A small bell goes off. The crew stands. They look to eachother then leave.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM: The crew stans around Turkish while he works at his computer.
ANTIGONE
Where are they?
TURKISH
Deep shit, that's where.
HEMMINGTON
What ship?
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Turkish brings up a list on another computer. He scrolls the list until he comes to a dead stop.
TURKISH
The Valhalla.
HEMMINGTON
Augustus you little shit.
ANTIGONE
What's up?
HEMMINGTON
That guy never knew when to quit. We're going in. Antigone, you've got point.
CUT TO. INT-CONTROL ROOM, MINUTES LATER: Hemmington and Woo have been plugged in. Turkish lays Antigone down and aims the plug to her head. She looks up at him with a diry smile.
TURKISH
What?
ANTIGONE
You'll tell me what the big secret is even if I have to fuck the knowledge out of y...
INT-CONTROL ROOM: Before she could finish, Turkish plugs her into The Matrix. He turns and heads towards his computers.
TURKISH
Go to work baby.
CUT TO. INT-HOTEL ROOM, DAY, MATRIX: The room is old and decrepit. Woo, Hemmington and Antigone stand around a small table with an old, ringing, phone on it. Hemmington picks up the phone.
HEMMINGTON
We're in.
TURKISH(V.O)
Augustus and his team are trapped in a warehouse on the waterfront. They're pinned down by S.W.A.T guns.
HEMMINGTON
Any Agents?
TURKISH(V.0)
Not yet, but don't count em' out.
HEMMINGTON
Never do.
INT-HOTEL ROOM: Hemmington hang up the phone. He turns around. Antigone is gone. Hemmington and Woo exchange looks.
HEMMINGTON
Why do we even show up?
CUT TO. EXT-WAREHOUSE, DAY, MATRIX: A number of SWAT vans are parked outside. The sound of gunfire chatters away in the building. (CLOSE ON TWO SWAT CAPTAINS) They are standing with about a dozen SWAT lieutenents.
CAPTAIN#1
Don't take any chances! These assholes have more guns than the feds.
EXT-WAREHOUSE: Three men in dark suits approach the SWAT teams. They each have an inhuman calm stareing at the world through a pair of dark sunglasses. From left to right are Agents BROWN, JOHNSON and THOMSON.
BROWN
We doubt that.
CAPTAIN#2
Who called you?!
THOMSON
Your firefight hasn't gone unnoticed.
CAPTAIN#1
Figured that.
JOHNSON
We are here to lend assistance.
CAPTAIN#2
We've got this well in hand!
EXT-WAREHOUSE: There is a small explosion from inside the warehouse. Three SWAT members fly out. The Agents look to the Captains, Brown raises an eyebrow in doubt.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, DAY: Five people are crouched behind boxes and barrels. They are all nicely dressed in long coats and sunglasses. The man nearest to the back window is AUGUSTUS. He is wearing a jet black suit, black coat and red tie. He has in his hands a pair of Uzis. Beside him is RIDLEY. He has on a red suit, no tie. He is of the African American etinicity. He carries a grenade launcher and two pistols. He is also sporting a deep cut above his right eye. Beside Ridley is HELENA. Formally of Hemmington's crew. She is wearing a black tank top and a pair of black pants with combat boots. She is down to an M-16 machine gun. Beside her is DONNATELLO. He is decked out in a nice blue suit. He carries with him one assult rifle. Beside him is JORDAN. She is sporting a long black coat and red pantsuit underneith. She has with her a large shotgun. Bullets fly over their heads as their ammo runs low. Augustus finishes off one of his Uzis.
Suddenly, all the shooting stops. Augustus signals the others to stay low while he peeks up. Agents Brown, Johnson and Thomson are walking towards them. Augustus ducks down.
AUGUSTUS
Agents.
HELENA
How many?
AUGUSTUS
Three.
JORDAN
What the hell are we gonna do now?
RIDLEY
Shoot em.
DONNATELLO
Waste of ammo.
HELENA
Did Nickoli get a signal out?
AUGUSTUS
We'll know soon enough.
INT-WAREHOUSE: Augustus looks up. The Agents are gone. He looks back down to his crew and shakes his head. Suddenly, Brown grabs Augustus by the throat. The other members of the crew scatter. Johnson and Thomson try to corner them. Everybody suddenly looks up as the entire glass ceiling smashes.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, BULLET TIME: Antigone lands hard. She erects herself and grabs Brown. She throws him through a window.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, REAL TIME: Antigone looks at the other Agents as Brown flies through the window.
ANTIGONE
Doing something?
INT-WAREHOUSE: The Agents move on Antigone, they begin to fight her to no avail. She blocks their kicks and punches like nothing was there. The SWAT teams outside begin shooting at Antigone.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, BULLET TIME: She throws Thomson into the bullets while she kicks Johnson through a wall.
CUT TO. INT-WAREHOUSE, REAL TIME: Thomson is torn apart by the bullets. Antigone puts out her hand and the rest of the projectiles stop dead in mid-air. Antigone puts her hand down as the cops stop shooting. She smiles and kicks a barrel of an explosive chemical into the police. The teams scatter as the barrel explodes, unleashing a fury of fire. The police get out of the way before anyone is hurt. A short while later, they get to their feet and look into the warehouse through the smoke. Antigone and the rest of the Valhalla crew are gone.