Total Recall

Wake up. Wake up.

Wake up.

I cut the power.

We've got about ten seconds

before that alarm brings an entire team down here.

Here.

- We need to go. - Okay, go.

Go.

Okay, come on.

I love you.

You tell me now?

I love you.

Go!

No! No!No!

Let go.

You have to go now.

- No. I won't leave you. - Let go.

- No. - I promise I'll find you.

You have to go.

Go! Go!

You have another nightmare?

Yeah.

Baby, what are we going to do with you?

I don't know.

Do you want to talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about.

Same dream?

Same dream.

Same time.

I'm trapped, being chased.

Can't get away.

And then I wake.

And that's it?

It's just you, nobody else?

No. Just me.

Is it me?

Is what you?

I don't know.

You're alone. You can't get away.

Is it us?

- Do I make you feel trapped? - No.

Babe,

I know this isn't exactly

what we had in mind when we were younger, but...

This castle?

Who gets everything they fantasize about, right?

L 9011 you.

Come here.

It's just a dream. That's all it is.

Okay?

Well, we're going to have to get you some better dreams.

That would be nice.

Oh, come on.

- Shit. - What is it?

Another bombing in the U.F.B.

Passenger train.

Goddamn Resistance.

I'm going to have to catch the 6:30 departure.

They're calling all emergency personnel to go up top.

I got to go.

We'll pick this up tonight, okay?

Try and get a little sleep.

Sleep scares me.

Well, dream of me.

Okay.

But not in these pants.

The bomb went off just moments after the commuters boarded.

We are being told rescue teams are still searching for survivors.

The death toll is at 144 and still rising.

This marks the fourth attack in United Federation of Britain in as many months.

And all signs point to terrorist leader Matthias

and his Resistance movement.

The U. F.B. exploits us.

The workers of The Colony deserve equality.

The Fall enslaves us all.

Chancellor Cohaagen pointed to this as proof

that Matthias does not seek a peaceful path

to independence for The Colony, but rather a prolonged and bloody conflict.

And with overpopulation figures in the U. F.B. continuing to rise,

this could not come at a worse time.

You'll recall the last attack occurred six weeks ago.

Federal police have since attributed that bombing to this man, Carl Hauser,

a former intelligence officer turned traitor

now considered to be Matthias' right-hand man.

No word yet as to whether Hauser had a role in this morning's incident.

Going somewhere? No?

Well, don't let that stop you.

That fantasy that remains forever out of reach?

Not anymore.

At Rekall, we'll provide you

with a complete set of memories all your own.

Rekall.

We can remember it for you.

All passengers, please report to your designated gates.

This is the final boarding call for the 7:15 departure.

Wake up to the truth!

Cohaagen is counting on your complacency.

Don't let them ship you across the Earth like cattle.

Come on, move.

Matthias speaks the truth!

The Fall enslaves us all!

- Hey, buddy. You look like shit, man. - All section A departures are located...

- Thanks. - No offense.

I feel like shit. None taken.

I ain't sleeping so well, man.

Yeah, these new shifts are kicking my ass, too.

At least the extra pay lets the missus rest easier.

Look at you.

Mr. Glass-is-half-full at 6:00 a.m.

Hola. Privyet.

Welcome to The Fall.

7:21 a.m.

Travel time to United Federation of Britain: 17 minutes.

Dropping in 60 seconds.

Has it ever occurred to you

that we always sit in these exact same seats?

For years now... Why?

I don't know.

They're seats. We have asses.

Seems like the logical thing to do.

I'm talking about us following the same routine, all right,

day after day, year after year without even questioning it.

Want to switch it up?

No sweat.

Please make sure all personal belongings are stored

below your seat before departure.

Oh, yeah.

Much more happening on this side.

Good call.

- Dick. - The Fall dropping in

four, three, two, one.

Have a nice day.

Despite recent talks between Chancellor Cohaagen

and The Colony's governor,

the Chancellor has announced that he will be stopping

all humanitarian aid to The Colony in light of this morning's bombing.

As much as I want to focus our efforts on cleaning up The Colony,

today's terrorist attacks means that funding

will have to go to bolstering our synthetic federal police force.

The protection of our citizens will always come first.

Approaching core.

Please prepare for gravity reversal.

Security elevated to level three. Please remain in scanners until cleared.

Looks like that bomb set off a hell of a panic up here.

Identification documents must be in hand and ready to present to the security officer

before entering the screening area.

All factory personnel must enter through security gate 12.

Hey, what do you know about Rekall?

- That mind-altering shit? - Yeah.

Do yourself a favor, Doug, stay away from them.

Why is that?

Remember Travis from shift three?

- Travis. - Went to Rekall for his bachelor party.

Wanted to be king of Mars or some shit.

I'd like to go to Mars.

Got himself lobotomized.

Any available biometric tech, please report to the...

- You believe those stories? - ...central office...

- About Rekall? - Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Come on.

You never thought about it, just a little bit?

I don't need to think about it.

Don't mess with your mind, man.

It ain't worth it.

All right, all right, listen up.

Maybe I need my mind messed with.

We're starting double shifts again.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey-

- Don't blame me. - Fuck me.

I don't want to be here any longer than you do, okay?

They've increased the production of police synthetics

thanks to that shit this morning, so...

So take all your complaints

to Chancellor Cohaagen.

Now, which one of you fine, upstanding assholes

wants to train the new guy?

Come on.

Hey.

Come on.

Don't look at me.

I trained the last guy you fired.

- Quaid. - Yeah.

You're up.

- Great. Thank you. - Any time.

Synthetics coming down!

Section three weld scanners are temporarily offline.

Don't hold it like that.

Hold it here.

If you hold it there and the synth shorts,

one of those bolts will shoot straight through your hand.

No Shit, huh?

No shit.

Easier ways to get a day off.

Thanks.

Hey, you know, your friend was wrong, by the way.

About Rekall.

What, you've done it?

Been three times already.

Really?