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would like to wish you happiness
and long life, old buddy...
but unfortunately,
this is not gonna happen.
Yousee, it's my body you've got there
and I want it back.
Sorry to be an Indian giver,
but I was here first.
So adios, amigo.
And thanks for not
getting yourself killed.
Hey, maybe we'll meet
in our dreams.
You never know.
You bastards!
Let go of me!
- Ready?
- Auto.
- Check.
- Ready to go, sir.
Relax, Quaid.
- You'll like being Hauser.
- The guy's a fucking asshole.
That's not true.
He's one of my best friends.
Besides, he's got
a big house and a Mercedes.
And you like Melina, right?
You'll get to fuck her every night.
That's right.
She's going to be Hauser's babe.
I'll bust his balls.
Uh-uh, princess.
We're having you fixed.
You're going to be respectful,
compliant...
and appreciative,
the way a woman should be.
Mr. Cohaagen, telephone.
Yes? What is it?
The oxygen level
is bottoming out in Sector G.
What do you want me
to do about it?
- Don't do anything.
- But they won't last an hour, sir.
Fuck 'em.
It'll be a good lesson
to the others.
You got what you want.
Give these people air.
My friend, in five minutes
you won't give a shit about the people.
Fire it up, Doc.
Excuse me, Doctor.
- Is he gonna remember any of this?
- Not a thing.
Oh, really?
Quaid, I'm having a party tonight.
Why don't you and Melina drop by.
Remind him, Doc.
- Sure.
- See you at the party.
Keep still.
Fighting just makes it hurt.
If you don't keep still,
you'll end up psychotic.
Hey, don't!
Melina, hold on!
Are you all right?
Are you still you?
I'm not sure, dear.
What do you think?
Let's get the hell out of here.
You have to make a decision, sir.
Kill him.
It's about goddamn time.
- Where are you going?
- To the reactor.
- What reactor?
- The one in the mines. Come on!
People are dying, Quaid!
Stop! We've got to get air!
The reactor makes air.
That's Cohaagen's secret. Let's go.
Where's this reactor come from?
- Aliens built it.
- Aliens?
- Are you sure about this?
- It's just up ahead.
What the hell--
Quaid!
Hey, Quaid, you remember me?
Benny! Benny's the name!
Oh, that's good!
I'm gonna drill you, sucker!
I'm gonna grind you up!
I'm coming!
I'm coming for you, baby!
What the fuck is this?
Damn this piece of Martian junk!
Hey, Quaid,
I'm gonna squash you!
Benny, here!
Where the fuck are you?
Screw you!
Quaid, get over here!
What is it?
There's an opening.
I knew it.
This whole thing is one big reactor
made out ofterbinium.
Cohaagen knows it makes air.
The bastard won't turn it on.
Of course not.
If Mars had an atmosphere,
he'd lose control.
See down there?
It's a glacier.
The whole core of Mars is ice.
The reactor melts it...
and it releases the oxygen.
Come on.
- Enough for everyone to breathe?
- Sure.
Enough for the whole planet.
If we turn it on in time.
Come on. Come on!
Hold on.
Now!
Son of a bitch.
Go!
He's got a hologram!
You think this is
the real Quaid? It is.
You're coming with me!
See you at the party, Richter.
Don't touch that!
Get away! Get back!
What are you afraid of?
- Turn it on.
- Impossible!
Once the reaction starts, it'll spread
to all the terbinium in the planet.
Mars will go into
global meltdown.
That's why the aliens
never turned it on.
And you expect me
to believe you?
Who gives a shit what you believe?
ln 30 seconds you'll be dead.
Then I'll blow this place up
and be home in time for corn flakes.
I didn't want it to end this way.
I wanted Hauser back.
But no.
You had to be Quaid!
- I am Quaid.
- You're nothing!
You're nobody!
You're a stupid dream.
Well, all dreams come to an end.
Melina, hold on!
Don't do it!
We'll all die!
Everybody will die!
Quaid!
I can't believe it.
It's like a dream.
What's wrong?
I just had a terrible thought.
What if this is a dream?
Well, then kiss me quick
before you wake up.Doug?
Are you all right?
You're dreaming.
Doug?

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