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Architect: He won’t wake.
　　
　　Arthur: Give him the kick!
　　
　　Architect:What?
　　
　　Arthur: Dunk him.
　　
　　Cobb:He’s out.You came prepared, hmm?
　　
　　Saito: Not even my head of security knows this apartment. How did you find it?
　　
　　Cobb:It’s very difficult for a man of your position to keep a love nest like this secretparticularly when there’s a married woman involved.
　　
　　Saito:She would never…
　　
　　Cobb: Yet, here we are.
　　
　　Arthur: With the dilemma. They’re getting closer.
　　
　　Saito:You got what you came for.
　　
　　Cobb: Well, that’s not true. You left out a key piece of information, didn’t you? You held something back because you knew what we were up to. Question is, why’d you let us in at all?
　　
　　Saito: An audition.
　　
　　Cobb: An audition for what?
　　
　　Saito: Doesn’t matter. You failed.
　　
　　Cobb: We extracted every bit of information you had in there.
　　
　　Saito: But your deception was obvious. So leave me and go.
　　
　　Cobb: You don’t seem to understand, Mr. Saito. That corporation that hired us, they won’t accept failure. We won’t last two days.
　　
　　Arthur: Cobb?
　　
　　Cobb: Looks like I’m gonna have to do this a little more simply. Tell us what you know! Tell us what you know, now!
　　
　　Saito: I’ve always hated this carpet. It’s stained and frayed in such distinctive ways.But very definitely made of wool. Right now…I’m lying on polyester. Which means I’m not lying on my carpet, in my apartment. You have lived up to your reputation, Mr. Cobb. I’m still dreaming.
　　
　　Boy: How’d it go?
　　
　　Arthur: Not good.
　　
　　Saito: Dream within a dream, huh. I’m impressed.But in my dream, you play by my rules.
　　
　　Architect: Yes, but you see Mr. Saito…
　　
　　Cobb:We’re not in your dream.
　　
　　Architect: We’re in mine.
　　
　　Arthur: Asshole. How did you mess up the carpet?
　　
　　Architect:It wasn’t my fault.
　　
　　Arthur: You’re the architect.
　　
　　Architect:I don’t know he’s gonna rub his damn cheek on it!
　　
　　Cobb: That’s enough.
　　
　　Arthur: You, what the hell was all that?
　　
　　Cobb: I have it under control.
　　
　　Arthur: I’d hate to see you out of control.
　　
　　Cobb: We don’t have time for this. I’m getting off at Kyoto.
　　
　　Architect:Why? He’s not gonna check every compartment.
　　
　　Cobb: I don’t like trains. Listen. Every man for himself