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. It's coincidence.
What about the girl?
Brunette, athletic, -
- sleazy and demure, as you wanted.
Coincidence, too?
She's real. I dreamt about her
before I 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. I’ll do it.
Sweetheart?
Come in, Mrs. Quaid.
- And you're not here either?
- I’m here ...
At Rekall.
- I love you.
- Right. So 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'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 I do.
Then what?
- Swallow this.
- What is it?
It's a symbol.
Of your desire to return to reality.
Inside your dream,
you'll fall asleep.
Let's say this is all a dream.
lf I shoot you, it won't matter.
- Don't.
- It makes no difference to me.
But you'll think I’m dead. You will
be stuck in permanent psychosis.
- Let the doctor help you.
- Reality will fall apart.
Instead 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
I hate this fucking planet.
Cuff him.
- I 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!
- I thought you didn't like me.
- I 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!
I’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?
I 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.
- Pull them out.
- Everybody pull out, move!
- Cohaagen's sealing off the area.
- Come on, Benny!
The first settlers died of overwork,
while Cohaagen took the profits.
His cheap domes
turned the kids into freaks.
- And we have to buy his air.
- Maybe you can change that.
I think my grandpa might be here.
- What can I do?
- Kuato will help you to remember.
- You might remember you love me.
- I don't need Kuato for that.
Since when?
- Freeze!
- Come on, Melina. Kuato's waiting.
I didn't find Grandpa, but ...
Oh, shit!
- Who's he?
- He helped us get away.
Don't worry about me, man.
I’m on your side.
You're a mutant, huh?
All right, let's go.
- Try ramming the door.
- Wait here. Follow me.
- It wouldn't do any good.
- Then drill through to Sector M.
We can't. We're running out of air.
We need help.
Melina just got here with Quaid.
- I hope he was worth it.
- So do l.
I’m glad you made it.