盗梦空间 Inception 英文台词.docx

INCEPTION Hey! Come here!Im on my way.He was delirious.But he asked for you by name.Show him.He was carrying nothing but this.and this.Are you here to kill me?I know what is this.Ive seen one before, many, many years ago.It belonged to a man I met in a half-remembered dream, a man possessed of some radical notions.What is the most resilient parasite?A bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm?Uh. What Mr. Cobb is trying to say.An idea. Resilient, highly contagious.Once an ideas taken hold in the brain, its almost impossible to eradicate.An idea that is fully formed, fully understood, that sticks right in there somewhere.For someone like you to steal?Yes. In the dream state, your conscious defense is lowered that makes your thoughts vulnerable to theft.Its called Extraction.Mr. Saito, we can train your subconscious to defend itself. from even the most skilled extractor.How can you do that?Cause I am the most skilled extractor.I know how to search your mind and find your secrets.I know the tricks.And I can teach them to you, so that even when youre asleep, your defense is never down.Look, if you want my help, youre gonna have to be completely open with me.I need to know my way around your thoughts better than your wife, better than your therapist, better than anyone.If this is a dream, and you have a safe full of secrets, I need to know whats in that safe.In order for this all to work, you need to completely let me in.Enjoy your evening, gentlemen, as I consider your proposal.He knows.Whats going on up there?Saito knows us.Hes playing with us.It doesnt matter.I can get it here. Trust me, the information is in the safe.He looked right at it when I mentioned secrets.Whats she doing there?Head back to the room, alright?Ill take care of this.Okey, make sure you do.Were here to work.If I jump, would I survive?With a clean dive, perhaps.Mal, whatre you doing here?I thought you might be missing me.You know that I am. But I. I cant trust you anymore.So what?Looks like Arthurs taste.Actually, the subject is partial to postwar British painters.Please, have a seat.Tell me, did the children miss me?You cant imagine.Whatre you doing?Getting some fresh air.Stay where you are, Mal.Come on, damn it!Turn around.The gun, Dom.Please.Now the envelope, Mr. Cobb.Did she tell you, or have you known all along?That youre here to steal from me, or that we are actually asleep?I want to know the name of your employer.Ah, theres no use in threatening him in a dream, right, Mal?That depends on what youre threatening.Killing him would just wake him up.But pain.Pain is in the mind.And judging by the decor, were in your mind, arent we, Arthur?Why are you doing?! Its too soon.- I know. But the dreams collapsing.Just try to keep Saito to wander a little longer. Were almost there.He was close, very close.Ahh. Stop him!I think that isnt gonna work. Wake him up.He wont wake!Give him the kick.What?Drop him.Hes up.You came prepared, hmm?Not even my head of security knows this apartment. How did you find it?Its very difficult for a man of your position to keep a love nest like this secret, particularly, when theres a married woman involved.She would never. - Yet, here were, to the dilemma.Theyre getting closer.You got what you came for.Well, thats not true. You left out the key piece of information, didnt you? You held something back because you knew what we were up to.The question is why do you let us in at all.An audition.Audition for what?It dosent matter. You failed.Weve extracted every bit of information you had in there.But your deception was obvious.So, leave me and go.You dont seem to understand, Mr. Saito.The corporation that hired us, they wont accept failure.We wont last two days.So now I have to do this a little more simply.Tell us what you know!Tell us what you know, now!Ive always hated this carpet.Its stained and frayed in such distinctive ways, but very definitely made of wool.Right now, Im lying on polyester, which means Im not lying on my carpet in my apartment.Youve lived up to your reputation, Mr. Cobb. Im still dreaming.Howd it go? - Not good.A dream within a dream, huh?Im impressed.But in my dream, you play by my rules.Ah, yes, but you see, Mr. Saito. - Were not in your dream.Were in mine.Asshole! How did you mess up the carpet?It wasnt my fault.You are the architect!I didnt know he was gonna rub his damn cheek on it!Thats enough.And you, what the hells all that?I have it under control. Id hate to see ye out of control.We dont have time for this.Im getting off at Kyoto.Why? Hes not gonna check every compartment.I dont like trains.Listen, every man for himself.Yes. Hello? - Hi, daddy. - Hi, dad.Hey, guys, hey. How are you?How are you doing, huh?Good. - Okey, I guess. - Okey? Whos just okey? Is that you, James?Yeah. When are you coming home, dad? Well, I cant, sweetheart, I cant.Not for a while, remember?Why?Okey. I told you Im. Im away because Im working. Right?Grandma says youre never coming back.Philippa, is that you?Put grandma on the phone for me, will you?Shes shaking her head.Lets just hope shes wrong about that.Daddy? - Yeah, James?Is mommy with you?James, weve talked about this.Mommys not here anymore.Where?Thats enough, kids. Say bye-bye.Listen, Im. Im gonna send some present with grandpa, alright?And youd be good, youd be.Our rides on the roof. - All right.Are you okey? - Yeah, yeah, Im fine. Why?While down in the dream, Mal showing up. - Right, good Mal. Sorry about your leg. .It wont happen again. - Its getting worse, isnt it?One apologys all youre getting, alright, Arthur?Wheres Nash?He hasnt shown. You wanna wait?No. We were supposed to deliver Saitos expansion plans to Cobol Engineering two hours ago.By now they know we failed.Its time we disappear.Where will you go? - Buenos Aires, I can lie low there, maybe sniff out a job when things quiet down. You?Stateside. - Course. Send my regards.He sold you out.Thought to come to me and bargain for his life.So I offer you the satisfaction.Its not the way I deal with things.What will you do with him?Nothing. But I cant speak for Cobol Engineering.What do you want from us? - Inception. Is it possible?Of course not.If you can steal an idea from someones mind, why cant you plant one there instead?Okey, heres me planting an idea in your head I say to you, Dont think about elephants.What are you thinking about?Elephants. - Right. But its not your idea, because you know I gave it to you.The subjects mind can always trace the genesis of the idea.True inspirations impossible to fake. - Its not true.Can you do it? - Are you offering me a choice?Because I can find my own way to square things with Cobol.Then you do have a choice. - And I choose to leave, sir.Tell the crew where you want to go.Hey, Mr. Cobb.? How would you like to go home, to America, to your children?You cant fix that. No one can.- Just like Inception?Cobb, come on.How complex is the idea? - Simple enough.No ideas simple when you need to plant it in somebody elses mind.My main competitor is an old man in poor health.His son will soon inherit control of the corporation.I need him to decide to break up his fathers empire.Cobb, we should walk away from this. - Hold on.If I were to do this, if. if I even could do it, I need a guarantee.How do I know you can deliver? - You dont, but I can.So, do you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone?Assemble your team, Mr. Cobb, and choose your people more wisely.I know how much you want to go home, but this cant be done.Yes, it can.You just have to go deep enough.You dont know that. - Ive done it before.Who did you do it to?Why are we going to Paris? - Were gonna need a new architect.You never did like your office, did you.No space to think in that broom cupboard. Is it safe for you to be here?Extradition between France and the United States is a bureaucratic nightmare. You know that.I think they might find a way to make it work in your case.Look, I, uh. bought these ?.Give it to the kids when you have the chance.It will take more than the occasional stuffed animal. to convince those children they still have a father.Im just doing what I know, Im doing what you taught me.I never taught you to be a thief. - No, you taught me to navigate peoples minds.But after what happened, there werent a whole lot of legitimate ways for me to use that skill.Whatre you doing here, Dom? - I think I found a way home.Its a job for some very, very powerful people, people who I believe can fix my charges permanently. But I need your help.Youre here to corrupt one of my brightest and best.You know what Im offering. You have to let them decide for themselves.Money? - Not just money.You remember, its. the chance to build cathedrals, entire cities, things that never existed, things that couldnt exist in the real world.So you. you want me to let someone else to follow you into your fantasy?They dont actually come into the dream. They just.they just design the levels and teach them to the dreamers. Thats all.Design it yourself? - Mal wont let me.Come back to reality, Dom. Please!Reality? Those kids, your grandchildren, theyre waiting for their father to come back home. Thats their reality.And this job, this last job, thats how I get there.I would not be standing here, if I knew any other way.I need an architect who is as good as I was.Ive got somebody better.Ariadne, Id like you to meet Mr. Cobb.Pleased to meet you. - If you have a few moments, Mr. Cobb has a job offer hed like to discuss with you.A work placement or.? - Not exactly.I have a test for you.Would you like to tell me anything about this first?Before I describe the job, I have to know you can do it.Why? - Its not, strickly speaking, legal.You have two minutes to design a maze that takes one minute to solve.Stop.Again.Stop.You have to be better than that.Thats more like it.They say we only use a fraction of our brains true potential.Now, thats when we are awake.When were asleep, our mind can do almost anything.Such as?Well, imagine youre designing a building, right? You consciously create each aspect.But sometimes it feels like its almost creating itself, if you know what I mean.Yeah, yeah. Like, um. discovering. - Genuine inspiration, right?Now in a dream, our mind continuously does this We create and perceive our world simultaneously.Our mind does this so well that we dont even know whats happening.That allows us to get right in the middle of that process.How?- By taking over the creating part.Now, this is where I need you You create the world of the dream.We bring the subject into that dream, and they fill it with their subconscious.How could I ever acquire enough detail to make them think that its reality?Our dreams, they feel real while were in them, right? Its only when we wake up that we realize something that are actually strange.Let me ask you a question You. you never really remember the beginning of a dream, do you?You always wind up right in the middle of whats going on.I guess, yeah. - So how did we end up here?Well, we just came from the, uh.- Think about it, Ariadne, how did you get here? Where are you right now?Were dreaming?Youre actually in the middle of a workshop right now, sleeping.This is your first lesson in shared dreaming. Stay calm.If its just a dream, why are you covering.Because its never just a dream, is it?And a face full of glasses hurts like hell.When youre in it, the feel is real.Thats why the military developed dream sharing.There was a training program. for soldiers to shoot, stab, and strangle each other, and then wake up.How did architects get involved?Someone had to design the dreams, right?Why dont you give us another five minutes?Five minutes? What.?We were talking for like at least an hour.When you dream, your mind functions more quickly.Therefore, time seems to feel more slow.Five minutes in the real world gives you an hour in the dream.Why dont you see what you can get up to in five minutes?Youve got the basic layout - bookstore, cafe. Almost everything elses here, too.Who are the people? - Projections of my subconscious.Yours? - Yes.Remember, you are the dreamer, you built this world.Im the subject, my mind populates it.You can literally talk to my subconscious.Thats one of the ways we extract the information from the subject.How else do you do it?By creating something secure like a. like a bank vault or a jail, the mind automatically fills it with information hes trying to protect. Understand?Then you break in and steal it? - Well.I guess I thought that the dreams space should be all about the visual, but its more about the feel of it.My question is what happens when you start messing with the physics of it all?Its something, isnt it? - Yes, it is.Why are they all looking at me?Because my subconscious feels that someone else is creating this world.The more you change things, the quicker the projections start to converge on you.Converge?They sensed the foreign nature of the dreamer. They attack like white blood cells fighting an infection.Are they gonna attack us?- No, actually, just you.This is great. But Im telling you, if you keep changing things like this.Gees! Mind telling your subconscious to take it easy?Its my subconscious, remember, I cant control it.Very impressive.I know this bridge. This place is real, isnt it?Yeah, I cross it everyday to get to the college.Never recreate places from your memory, always imagine new places.Well, you gotta draft from stuff you know, right?Only use details, uh. a street lamp, or a phone booth, never entire areas.Why not? - Because building a dream from your memory. is the easiest way to lose your grasp on whats real and what is a dream.Is that what happened to you? - Listen to me, this has nothing to do with me. Understand?Is that why you need me to build your dreams?Get off of her. Back off. - Hey!Back off! - No!Get off of her!Mal!Wake me up! Wake me up! - Mal! Mal!Wake me up! Wake me up!Hey, hey, hey! Look at me. Youre okey? Youre okey? Why. why wouldnt I wake up?Because there was still some time on the clock, and you cant wake up within a dream unless you die.Shell need a totem.- What?A totem is a small personal.Thats some subconscious youve got in you, Cobb.Shes a real charmer! - Oh, I see you met Mrs. Cobb.Shes his wife? - Yeah. So. a totem, you need a small object potentially have you, something could have on you all the time that no one else knows. - Like a coin?No, it must be more unique than that.This is a loaded die.No, I cant let you touch it, that would defeat the purpose.Only I know the balance and the weight of this particular loaded die.That way, when you look at your totem, you know, beyond a doubt, that youre not in someone elses dream.I. I dont know. if you cant see whats going on, or if you just dont want to, but Cobb has some serious problems that hes tried to bury down there.And Im not about to just open my mind to someone like that.Shell be back.Ive never seen anyone pick it up that quickly before.Reality is not gonna be enough for her now.When she comes back.when she comes back, youre gonna help her building mazes.Wherere you gonna be? - I gotta go visit Eames.Eames? Now hes in Mombasa.Its Cobols backyard.Its a necessary risk. - Theres plenty of good thieves.We dont just need a thief. We need a forger.You can rub them together all you want, heyre not gonna breed.You never know.Ill get you a drink.Youre buying.Your spelling hasnt improved. - Piss off.Hows your handwriting? - Versatile.Good. - Thank you very much.Inception.Now, before you bother telling me its impossible.No, its perfectly possible.Its just bloody difficult.Just difficult?Arthur keeps telling me it cant be done.Hmm. Arthur. Youre still working with that stick-in-the-mud?Hes good at what he does, right? - Oh, the best. He has no imagination.Not like you. - Listen, if you wanna perform Inception, you need imagination.- Let me ask you something, have you done it before?- We tried it.We got the idea in place, but it didnt take.You didnt plant it deep enough?Its not just about depth, you know.You need the simplest version of the idea, in order or it to grow naturally in the subjects mind. Thats a very subtle art.So what is this idea that you need to plant?We need the heir of a major corporation to dissolve his fathers empire.Well, you see right there, you have various political motivations of. anti-monopolistic sentiments and so forth, and all of that stuff. Thats all.Its really at the mercy of your subjects prejudice, you see?All you have to do is to start with the absolute basic.Which is what?- The relationship with the father.Do you have a chemist?- No, not yet.Alright. Okey, theres a man here, Yusuf Pierro.He formulates his own versions of the compounds.When are you taking me there?- Once youve lost your tail.Man at the bar.- Cobol Engineering.That price on my head, was that dead or alive?I dont remember.Lets see if he starts shooting.Run interference, Ill meet you downstairs in the bar in, say uh. say half an hour?Be back here?- Its the last place theyd expect.Hum-hmm. Well.Freddy, Freddy Savens? My god, its you, isnt it?Who?