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They say we only use a fraction of our brain’s true potential.

Now, that’s when we’re awake.

When we’re asleep, our mind can do almost anything.

Such as?

Imagine you’re designing a building. You consciously create each aspect.

But sometimes, it feels like it’s almost creating itself, if you know what I mean.

Yeah, like I’m discovering it.

Genuine inspiration, right?

Now, in a dream, our mind continuously does this.

We create and perceive our world simultaneously.

And our mind does this so well that we don’t even know it’s happening.

That allows us to get right in the middle of that process.

How? By taking over the creating part.

Now, this is where I need you.

You create the world of the dream.

We bring the subject into that dream, and they fill it with their subconscious.

How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think that it’s reality?

Well, dreams, they feel real while we’re in them, right?

It’s only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

Let me ask you a question.

You never really remember the beginning of a dream, do you?

You always wind up right in the middle of what’s going on.

I guess, yeah.

So how did we end up here?

Well, we just came from the, uh…

Think about it, Ariadne. How did you get here?

Where are you right now?

We’re dreaming?

You’re in the middle of the workshop, sleeping.

This is your first lesson in shared dreaming. Stay calm.

If it’s just a dream, then why are you…?

Because it’s never just a dream, is it?

And a face full of glass hurts like hell. When you’re in it, it feels real.

That’s why the military developed dream sharing.

It was a training program for soldiers to shoot, stab and strangle each other…

…and then wake up.

How did architects become involved?

Well, someone had to design the dreams, right?

Why don’t you give us another five minutes?

Five minutes? What…? We were talking for, like, at least an hour.

In a dream, your mind functions more quickly…

…therefore time seems to feel more slow.

Five minutes in the real world gives you an hour in the dream.

Why don’t you see what you can get up to in five minutes?

You’ve got the basic layout. Bookstore, café.

Almost everything else is here too.

Who are the people? Projections of my subconscious.

Yours? Yes.

Remember, you are the dreamer. You build this world.

I am the subject. My mind populates it.

You can literally talk to my subconscious.

That’s one of the ways we extract information from the subject.

How else do you do it?

By creating something secure, like a bank vault or a jail.

The mind automatically fills it with information it’s trying to protect.

You understand? Then you break in and steal it?

Well…

I guess I thought that the dream space would be all about the visual…

…but it’s more about the feel of it.

My question is what happens when you start messing with the physics of it all?

It’s something, isn’t it?

Yes, it is.

Why are they all looking at me?

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.

Converge?

They sense the foreign nature of the dreamer.

They attack, like white blood cells fighting an infection.

What, they’re gonna attack us? No, no.

Just you.

This is great, but I’m telling you, if you keep changing things like this…

Jeez, mind telling your subconscious to take it easy?

It’s my subconscious. Remember I can’t control it.

Very impressive.

I know this bridge. This place is real, isn’t it?

Yeah, I cross it every day to get to the college.

Never re-create places from your memory. Always imagine new places.

You draw from stuff you know, right?

Only use details. A streetlamp or a phone booth. Never entire areas.

Why not? Building a dream from your memory…

…is the easiest way to lose your grasp on what’s real and what is a dream.

Is that what happened to you? Listen to me.

This has nothing to do with me, understand?

That why you need me to build your dreams?

Hey, get off of her. Back up. Back up.

Cobb! Cobb! Get off of her!

Let me go! Let me go! Mal!

Mal! Cobb! Wake me up!

Wake me up! Wake me up! No!

Mal, no! No! Wake me up!

Hey, hey, hey. Look at me. You’re okay. You’re okay.

Hey. Why wouldn’t I wake up?

There was still time on the clock.

You can’t wake up from within the dream unless you die.

She’ll need a totem. ARIADNE: What?

A totem, it’s a small personal…

That’s some subconscious you’ve got on you, Cobb!

She’s a real charmer. Oh I see you met Mrs. Cobb. She’s his wife?

Yeah. So a totem. You need a small object, potentially heavy.

Something you can have on you that no one else knows.

Like a coin? No.

It needs to be more unique than that. Like, this is a loaded die.

No, I can’t let you touch it. That would defeat the purpose.

See, only I know the balance and the weight of this particular loaded die.

That way, when you look at your totem…

…you know beyond a doubt that you’re not in someone else’s dream.

I don’t know if you can’t see what’s going on, or if you just don’t want to…

…but Cobb has some serious problems that he’s tried to bury down there.

And I’m not about to just open my mind to someone like that.

She’ll be back. I’ve never seen anyone pick it up that quickly before.

Reality’s not gonna be enough for her now, and when she comes back…

When she comes back, you’re gonna have her building mazes.

Where are you gonna be? I gotta go visit Eames.

Eames? No, he’s in Mombasa. It’s Cobol’s back yard.

It’s a necessary risk.

Well, there’s plenty of good thieves. We don’t just need a thief.

We need a forger.

Rub them together all you want, they’re not gonna breed.

You never know.

I’m gonna get you a drink.

You’re buying.

Your spelling hasn’t improved. Piss off.

How’s your handwriting?

It’s versatile. Good.

Thank you very much.

Inception.

Now, before you bother telling me it’s impossible, let me…

No, it’s perfectly possible. It’s just bloody difficult.

Interesting. Because Arthur keeps telling me it can’t be done.

Hmm Arthur. You still working with that stick in the mud?

He is good at what he does, right?

Oh, he’s the best, but he has no imagination.

Not like you.

Listen, if you’re gonna perform inception, you need imagination.

Let me ask you something. Have you done it before?

We tried it. Uh, we got the idea in place, but it didn’t take.

You didn’t plant it deep enough? No, it’s not just about depth.

You need the simplest version of the idea…

…in order for it to grow naturally in your subject’s mind. It’s a subtle art.

So, what is this idea that you need to plant?

We need the heir of a major corporation to dissolve his father’s empire.

Right there you have various political motivations and anti-monopolistic sentiments and so forth.

But all of that stuff, it’s, um…

It’s really at the mercy of your subject’s prejudice, you see?

What you have to do is start at the absolute basic.

Which is what?

The relationship with the father.

Do you have a chemist? No, not yet.

Right. Okay, well, there’s a man here, Yusuf.

He, uh, formulates his own versions of the compounds.

Why don’t you take me there?

Once you’ve lost your tail. The man at the bar.

Cobol Engineering.

That price on my head, was that dead or alive?

Don’t remember. Let’s see if he starts shooting.

Run interference I’ll meet you downstairs in the bar in, say, uh, half an hour?

Back here? This is the last place they’d suspect.

All right.

Freddy. Freddy Simmonds.

My God, it’s you, isn’t it?

No, it isn’t you.

Not dreaming now, are you?

Get him!