The Matrix Reloaded

T H EM A T R I XR E L O A D E D Written by Andy and Larry Wachowski April 8, 1999 FADE IN ON: Dark clouds below the inky remnants of the scorched sky. We hearwind as we sail, like a glider, over the black atmosphere. We DIVE DOWN into the murkiness, through the clouds, into thedarker world ofthe deadsurface ofEarth, thedesert ofthe real.The rotted skeleton of a massive city is sprawled everywhere. Weapproach a fissure in the Earth's crust, and as we do, we hear theincreasing buzz of multiple hovercraftengines. Blue flashes growinintensity from the fissure. Radio voices,indistinct at first, grow louderas we approach the fissure. WOMAN (V.O.) "Six o'clock, 300 meters. We can't outrun 'em." MAN (V.O.) "I know. Can't tow this crate fast enough! We gotta ditch it!" We hear the voices as though we're listening to cops through apolice scanner. The woman is NIOBE, the captain of the lead ship, Sephora. NIOBE (V.O.) "Can't, the core is still good. And they've got 'The One.'" MAN (V.O.) "Oooh, our savior. He�d better be worth it." NIOBE (V.O.) "Shut up and make the exit. Hold on!" The azure glowfrom thefissureis suddenly overwhelming.Atight convoyofthreeHOVERCRAFTexplodefromthefissure,traveling nearly straight up, like atrio of massive locomotives flyinginto the sky in tight formation,linked together by tow cables.Theblue glow hasbeen emanatingfromtheoverworked flaredrives ofthe first and third hovercrafts.