us. I don't even remember me. Did you get amnesia? How did you get here? - Hauser left me a note. - You're Hauser. Not anymore. Now I'm Quaid. Douglas Quaid. - Hauser, you've lost your mind. - No, Cohaagen stole it. He found out that Hauser switched sides, so he turned him into somebody else: me. This is too weird. He dumped me on earth with a wife and a lousy job-- Did you say wife? Are you fucking married? - She wasn't really my wife. - Oh, she isn't? How stupid of me. She was Hauser's wife? - Forget that I said wife. - Let's just forget everything. - I'm sick of hearing your goddamn lies. - Why would I lie to you? Because you're still working for Cohaagen. Don't be ridiculous. You never loved me, Hauser. You just used me to get inside. Inside what? I think you'd better leave. -Melina, Hauser sent me to do something. -I'm not falling for it. He says there's enough in here to nail Cohaagen for good. - Get out! - You've got to help me remember! - I said, get out! - Melina, please! People are trying to kill me. Really? All right, I'm leaving. Baby, you make me wish I had three hands. I think you're doing just fine with two. Excuse me, baby. We'll pick this up later. Hey, that didn't take long. Let me ask you a question. Did you ever fuck a mutant? - Take me to the hotel. - I know these Siamese twins. Man, you won't know if you're coming or going. This afternoon at 4:30 p.m., I signed an order declaring martial law... This afternoon at 4:30 p.m., I signed an order declaring martial law... throughout the Mars federal colony. I will not tolerate any further damage to our mineral export operations. Mr. Kuato and his terrorists must understand... that their self-defeating efforts will only bring misery and suffering-- Mr. Quaid? What? I need to talk to you about Mr. Hauser. - Who are you? - Dr. Edgemar from Rekall. - How did you find me? - It's difficult to explain. Could you open the door? I'm unarmed. Don't worry. I'm alone. May I come in? - What do you want? - This will be hard for you to accept. - I'm listening. - You're not really standing here now. - Doc, you could have fooled me. - I'm quite serious. You're not here and neither am l. That's amazing. - Where are we? - At Rekall. You're strapped into an implant chair... and I'm monitoring you from the psychoprobe console. Ah, I get it. I'm dreaming. And all this is part of the delightful vacation your company has sold me. Not exactly. What you're experiencing is a free-form delusion based on our memory tapes... but you're inventing it yourself as you go along. If it is my delusion, who the hell invited you? I've been artificially implanted as an emergency measure. I'm sorry to tell you this, but you've suffered a schizoid embolism. We can't snap you out of your fantasy... and I've been sent in to try to talk you down. How much is Cohaagen paying you for this? Think about it. Your dream started in the middle of the implant procedure. Everything after that-- the chases, the trip to Mars... the suite at the Hilton-- are elements of your Rekall Holiday and Ego Trip. You paid to be a secret agent. Bullshit. It's coincidence. And what about the girl? Brunette, athletic, sleazy and demure? Just as you specified. Is that coincidence? She's real. I dreamt about her before I even went to Rekall. Mr. Quaid. Can you hear yourself? She's real because you dreamed her? - That's right. - Maybe this will convince you. Would you mind opening the door? - You open it. - No need to be rude. I'll do it. Sweetheart? Come in, Mrs. Quaid. - I suppose you're not here either. - I'm here... at Rekall. I love you. Right. That's why you tried to kill me. No. I'd never do anything to hurt you. I want you to come back to me. - Bullshit. - What's bullshit, Mr. Quaid? That you're having a paranoid episode triggered by acute neurochemical trauma? Or that you' ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Бетховен 2 на английском - текст Солярис на английском - текст Друзья - Сезон 6 на английском - текст Родители на английском - текст Золотой ребёнок на английском |