“But I know the rage that drives you. That impossible anger strangling the grief, until the memory of your loved ones is just poison in your veins. And one day you catch yourself wishing the person you loved had never existed, so you'd be spared your pain.”
“COBB: Our dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake we realize things were strange.Ariadne gestures around them-ARIADNE: But all the textures of real life-the stone, the fabric... cars... people... your mind can't create all this.COBB: It does. Every time you dream. Let me ask you a question: You never remember the beginning of your dreams, do you? You just turn up in the middle of what's going on.ARIADNE: I guess.COBB: So... how did we end up at this restaurant?”
“COBB: What do you want from us? SAITO: Inception. Arthur raises his eyebrows. Cobb is poker-faced. SAITO: Is it possible? ARTHUR: Of course not. SAITO: If you can steal an idea from someone's mind, why can't you plant one there instead? ARTHUR: Okay, here's planting an idea: I say to you, "Don't think about elephants." (Saito nods) What are you thinking about? SAITO: Elephants. ARTHUR: Right. But it's not your idea because you know I gave it to you. SAITO: You could plant it subconsciously- ARTHUR: The subject's mind can always trace the genesis of the idea. True inspiration is impossible to fake. COBB: No, it isn't. SAITO: Can you do it? COBB: I won't do it. SAITO: In exchange, I'll give you the information you were paid to steal. COBB: Are you giving me a choice? Because I can find my own way to square things with Cobol. SAITO: Then you do have a choice. COBB: And I choose to leave.”
“Don't talk like you're one of them! You're not... even if you'd like to be. To them you're just a freak, like me. They need you right now, but when they don't, they'll cast you out. Like a leper. See, their morals, their "code"... it's a bad joke, dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you. When the chips are down, these uh, these "civilized people", they'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve.”
“EAMES: Word is, you're not welcome in these parts.COBB: Yeah?EAMES: There's a price on your head from Cobol Engineering. Pretty big one, actually.COBB: You wouldn't sell me out.Eames looks at Cobb, offended.EAMES: 'Course I would.COBB: (smiles) Not when you hear what I'm selling.A ramshackle balcony overlooking a busy street. Eames pours.COBB: Inception.Eames' glass stops halfway to his mouth.COBB: Don't bother telling me it's impossible.EAMES: It's perfectly possible. Just bloody difficult.COBB: That's what I keep saying to Arthur.EAMES: Arthur? You're still working with that stick-in-the-mud?COBB: He's a good point man.EAMES: The best. But he has no imagination. If you're going to perform inception, you need imagination.COBB: You've done it before?EAMES: Yes and no. We tried it. Got the idea in place, but it didn't take.COBB: You didn't plant it deep enough?EAMES: It's not just about depth. You need the simplest version of the idea-the one that will grow naturally in the subject's mind. Subtle art.”
“Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They're just an interpretation, they're not a record, and they're irrelevant if you have the facts. (Leonard Shelby, Memento)”
“MAL: You killed me.Cobb looks at Mal. Whispers-COBB: I was trying to save you-I'm sorry.Mal comes in close to Cobb. Looks him over.MAL: You infected my mind. You betrayed me. But you can make amends. You can still keep your promise. We can still be together... right here. In our world. The world we built together.”