Saito's Attendant: He was delirious but asked for you by name. Show him...
Japanese Security Guard: He was carrying nothing but this...
Japanese Security Guard: And this...
Saito: Are you here to kill me? I know what this is.
[he picks up the small object from the table]
Saito: I've seen one before many, many years ago. It belonged to a man I met in a half-remembered dream. A man possessed of some radical notions.
Saito: So you have come to kill me? I've been waiting for someone to come for me...
Cobb: Someone from a half remembered dream...
Saito: Cobb? Impossible - He and I were young men together, now I'm an old man.
Cobb: Filled with regret...
Saito: Waiting to die alone...
Cobb: I've come back to remind you of something... something you once knew...
[Sees the top spinning without end]
Cobb: that this world isn't real...
Saito: To convince me to honor the arrangement.
Cobb: To take a leap of faith, yes. Come back, and we'll be young men together again.
[Saito reaches for the gun]
Cobb: What is the most resilient parasite? Bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm?
Arthur: Ah, what Mr Cobb is trying to...
Cobb: An idea. Resilient. Highly contagious. Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it's almost impossible to eradicate. An idea that is fully formed - fully understood - that sticks; right in there somewhere. [points to his head]
Saito: For someone like you to steal?
Arthur: Yes in dream state your conscious defences are lowered and it makes your thoughts vulnrable to theft. It's called extraction.
Mal: Tell me, do the children miss me?
Cobb: You can't imagine.
Cobb: There's no use threatening him in a dream, right, Mal?
Mal: It depends on what you're threatening. Killing him will just wake him up. But pain...
[shoots Arthur in the knee]
Mal: Pain is in the mind, and judging by the decor we're in your mind, aren't we, Arthur?
Cobb: You're asking me for inception. I hope you do understand the gravity of that request.
Cobb: The seed that we planted in this man's mind may change everything.
Saito: Don't you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone!
Professor: Come back to reality, Dom.
Cobb: They say we only use a fraction of our brain's true potential. Now that's when we're awake. When we're asleep, we can do almost anything.
Cobb: You create the world of the dream, you bring the subject into that dream, and they fill it with their subconscious.
Ariadne: How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think that its reality?
Cobb: Well dreams, they feel real while we're in them, right? It's only when we wake up that we realize how things are actually strange. Let me ask you a question, you, you never really remember the beginning of a dream do you? You always wind up right in the middle of what's going on.
Ariadne: I guess, yeah.
Cobb: So how did we end up here?
Ariadne: Well we just came from the a...
Cobb: Think about it Ariadne, how did you get here? Where are you right now?
Ariadne: We're dreaming?
Cobb: You're actually in the middle of the workshop right now, sleeping. This is your first lesson in shared dreaming. Stay calm.
Ariadne: Why are they all looking at me?
Cobb: Because my subconscious feels that someone else is creating this world. The more you change things, the quicker the projections start to converge on you.
Cobb: It's the foreign nature of the dreamer. They attack like white blood cells fighting an infection.
Ariadne: They're going to attack us?
Cobb: No. Just you.
Ariadne: I guess I thought the dream-space would be all about the visual, but it's more about the feeling. My question is what happens when you start messing with the physics of it.
Ariadne: You mind telling your subconscious to take it easy?
Arthur: So, a totem. It's a small object, potentially heavy, something you can have on you all the time...
Ariadne: What, like a coin?
Arthur: No, it has to be more unique than that, like - this is a loaded die.
[Ariadne reaches out to take the die]
Arthur: Nah, I can't let you touch it, that would defeat the purpose. See only I know the balance and weight of this particular loaded die. That way when you look at your totem, you know beyond a doubt you're not in someone else's dream.
Ariadne: [contemplating her totem] An elegant solution for keeping track of reality.
Cobb: I need to get home. That's all I care about right now.
Ariadne: Why can't you go home?
Cobb: Because they think I killed her.
Cobb: Thank you.
Ariadne: For what?
Cobb: For not asking whether I did.
Mal: What are you doing here?
Ariadne: My name is...
Mal: I know who you are. What are you doing here?
Ariadne: I'm just trying to understand...
Mal: How could you understand? Do you know what it is to be a lover? To be half of a whole?
Mal: I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can't be sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where this train will take you?
Cobb: Because we'll be together.
Cobb: She locked away a secret, deep inside herself, something she once knew to be true... but chose to forget.
Cobb: Eventually, She tells me the truth that she was possessed by an idea, just one simple idea that changed everything, that our world wasn't real and in order to get back to the reality, we'll have to kill ourselves.
Cobb: You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can't be sure. Yet it doesn't matter. Now, tell me why?
Mal: Because, we'll be together!
Eames: Do they come here to sleep?
Thin Man: No. They come here to be woken up. Dream has become their reality! Who are you to say, otherwise?
Cobb: I will split up my father's empire. Now this is obviously an idea that Robert Fischer will choose to reject - which is why we need to plant it deep in his subconscious. Subconscious is fueled by emotion, right? Not reason. We need a find a way to translate this into an emotional concept.
Arthur: How do you translate a business strategy into an emotion?
Cobb: Well, that's what we're here to figure out, right? Now Fischer's relationship with his father is stressed, to say the least...
Eames: Well, can we run with that? Suggest splitting up the empire as a "screw-you" to the old man?
Cobb: No, cause I think positive emotion trumps negative emotion every time. We all crave reconciliation - we're catharsis. We need Robert Fischer to have a positive emotional reaction to all this.
Eames: Alright, well try this. My father accepts that I want to create for myself, not follow in his footsteps.
Fischer: After my mother died, you know what he told me? "Robert, there's really nothing to be said."
Peter Browning: He was bad with emotions.
Fischer: I was eleven.
Saito: [thinking it's Eames shape shifted into Browning] Hey, I see you've changed.
Peter Browning: [confused] Sorry?
Eames: [appears in the background and silently warns Saito it's not him]
Saito: Ahh... I'm sorry. I mistook you for a friend.
Peter Browning: Well, good-looking fellow, I'm sure.
Eames: That's Fischer's projection of Browning. Let's follow him and see how he behaves.
Eames: Because how he acts will tell us if Fischer is starting to suspect him just the way we want him to.
Cobb: How's he doing?
Ariadne: He's in a lot of pain.
Cobb: When we get down to the lower levels the pain will be less intense.
Ariadne: And if he dies?
Cobb: Worst case scenario? When he wakes up his mind is completely gone.
Saito: Cobb. I'll still honor the arrangement.
Cobb: I appreciate that, Saito. But when you wake up you won't even remember we had an arrangement. Limbos gonna become your reality. You're gonna be lost down there so long you're gonna become an old man.
Saito: Filled with regret.
Cobb: Waiting to die alone.
Saito: I'll come back. And we'll be young men together again.
Mal: You're infecting my mind!
Cobb: I was trying to save you.
Mal: You betrayed me, but you can still make amends. You can still keep your promise. We can still be together, right here. In the world we built together.
Mal: No creeping doubts? Not feeling persecuted, Dom? Chased around the globe by anonymous corporations and police forces, the way the projections persecute the dreamer? Admit it: you don't believe in one reality anymore.
Cobb: I can't stay with her anymore because she doesn't exist.
Mal: I'm the only thing you do believe in anymore.
Cobb: I wish. I wish more than anything. But I can't imagine you with all your complexity, all you perfection, all your imperfection. Look at you. You are just a shade of my real wife. You're the best I can do; but I'm sorry, you are just not good enough.
Mal: We'd be together forever. You promised me.
Cobb: I know. But we can't. And I'm sorry.
Mal: You remember when you asked me to marry you? You said you dreamt that we'd grow old together.
Cobb: And we did... I miss you more than I can bear... but we had our time together. And now I have to let go...
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