Royce: What's the last thing you remember?
Cuchillo: All of a sudden, there was a light. And then, I was falling.

Isabelle: We need to work as a team.
Cuchillo: Does this look like a team orientated group of individuals to you?

They can hear you. Smell you. They see you.


Royce: How do we kill them?
Noland: However you can.

This planet is a game reserve. And we're the game.


They don't get it. I can be invisible too.


Royce: Who are you?
Noland: I'm the one you don't fuck with.

Edwin: Excuse me, I'm - just what the hell is going on here?
Royce: We're being hunted. The cages, soldier, all of us. We were all brought here for the same purpose. This planet is a game preserve, and we're the game. In case you didn't notice, we just got flushed out. They sent the dogs in. Just like you would if you were stalking boar, shooting quail. They split us apart and they watched. Testing us.
Isabelle: How do you know this?
Royce: Because, that's what I would do.

Never recreate from your memory. Always imagine new places.


Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.


Cobb: We create the world of a dream. We bring a subject into that dream and they fill it with their secrets.
Ariadne: Then you break in and steal it?
Cobb: Well, it's not strictly speaking legal.

You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.
[Pulls out a grenade launcher]


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