you are waiting for a train——a train that will take you far away.You know where you hope the train will take you,but you can't know for sure.But it doesn't matter,because we'll be together.
Cobb:You creat the world of the dream,you bring the subject into that dream,and they fill it with their subconscious.
Ariadne:How could i ever acquire enough detail to make them think that its reality?
Cobb:Well dreams,they feel real while we're in them,right? Its only when we wake up that we realize how things 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 what's going on.
Ariadne:I guess,yeah.
Subconscious is fueled by emtion,right?Not reason,We need find a way to translate this into an emtional concept.
I kept pushing things.I wanted to go deeper and deeper.I wanted to go further.I just didnt understand the concept that hours could turn into years down there.That we could get trapped so deep.That when we wind up on the shore of our subconscious we lost side of what was real.We created.We built a world for ourselves.We did that for years.We got our own world.
Wait,whose subconscious are we going through exactly?
Eventually,She tells me the truth that she was possessed by an idea,just on simple idea that changed everything,that our world wasnt real and in order to get back to the reality,We'll have to kill ourselves.
I wish,I wish more than anything,But i cant imagine you with all your complexity,all you perfection,all your imperfection,Look at you,You are just a shade of my real wife.You're the best I can do,but I am sorry,you are just not good enough.
