their efforts bring only misery ...
Mr. Quaid? l need to talk to you.
- lt's about Mr. Hauser.
- Who are you?
Doctor Edgemar, from Rekall.
Could you open the door?
l'm unarmed. Don't worry, l'm alone.
May l come in?
- What do you want?
- This'll be hard for you to accept.
l'm afraid you're not really here.
- You could have fooled me.
- l'm quite serious.
- You're not here, and neither am l.
- Amazing!
- Where are we?
- You're in a Rekall implant chair.
l'm monitoring you
from the psycho-probe console.
So l'm dreaming? lt's all part
of the vacation you sold me?
No, it's a free-form delusion
based on our memory tapes, -
- but you're inventing it
as you go along.
lf it's my delusion,
who the hell invited you?
l've been implanted
as an emergency measure.
l'm afraid you're suffering
a schizoid embolism.
l've been sent in to
try and talk you down.
- What's Cohaagen paying you?
- Think about it.
Your dream started
during implantation.
Everything after that is taken from
your Rekall holiday and ''Ego Trip''.
- You paid to be a secret agent.
- Bullshit. lt's coincidence.
What about the girl?
Brunette, athletic, -
- sleazy and demure, as you wanted.
Coincidence, too?
She's real. l dreamt about her
before l went to Rekall.
Can you hear yourself?
She's real because you dreamed her?
Maybe this will convince you.
Would you open the door?
- You open it.
- No need to be rude. l'll do it.
Sweetheart?
Come in, Mrs. Quaid.
- And you're not here either?
- l'm here ...
At Rekall.
- l love you.
- Right. So you tried to kill me?
No,
l'd never do anything to hurt you.
l want you to come back to me.
- Bullshit!
- What's bullshit, Mr. Quaid?
That you've become paranoid
due to neurochemical trauma, -
- or that you're an
invincible secret agent -
- who has been made to think
he's a lowly construction worker?
Stop punishing yourself. You're
a fine man with a beautiful wife.
Your whole life is ahead of you. But
you must want to return to reality.
Let's assume l do.
Then what?
- Swallow this.
- What is it?
lt's a symbol.
Of your desire to return to reality.
lnside your dream,
you'll fall asleep.
Let's say this is all a dream.
lf l shoot you, it won't matter.
- Don't.
- lt makes no difference to me.
But you'll think l'm dead. You will
be stuck in permanent psychosis.
- Let the doctor help you.
- Reality will fall apart.
lnstead of the saviour of the
rebels, you'll be Cohaagen's friend.
You'll have fantasies
of alien civilisations, -
- but back on Earth,
you'll be lobotomised.
So get a grip on yourself
and put down that gun!
Good. Now take the pill
and put it in your mouth.
Swallow it!
Go ahead, sweetheart.
Now you've done it!
That's for making me come to Mars.
You know how much
l hate this fucking planet.
Cuff him.
- l got him.
- Use the service elevator.
Let's go.
Fuck you!
Doug ...
Honey? You wouldn't hurt me,
would you, sweetheart?
Sweetheart, be reasonable.
After all, we're married.
- Consider that a divorce.
- That was your wife?
What a bitch!
Get out of the way!
- l thought you didn't like me.
- l do if you're Cohaagen's enemy.
- Got it.
- So you came back to apologise?
Kuato wants to see you.
- Now what?
- Jump!
No, don't do it!
You'll crack the dome!
Do you want to kill us?
The dome will crack!
Move!
Taxi!
Melina ...
- ''Last Resort''.
- You're going in circles.
- Jesus!
- Come on, you drive!
- Are you in trouble?
- Go, go!
- What are you doing to me?
- Shut up and drive!
l've got five kids to feed.
What are you doing?
Oh, Christ! Now they're after me.
Get out of the way!
Tony!
Thank you, Tony.
- Hi! You want to have some fun?
- Where are they?
What are you talking about?
l don't know.
Maybe you know?
Kill them all!
Richter! A call form Cohaagen.
- We've got them pinned down.
- Pull out.
- But they're protecting Quaid!
- Perfect. Get out of Sector G, now.
- Don't think, do it!
- Yes, sir.
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