Inception Eames Quotes

You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.

EAMES: Shouldn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, Arthur- Eames lines up a shot with a grenade launcher. Fires- the sniper EXPLODES into the air- Arthur looks at Eames. EAMES: Shall we?

ARTHUR: (indicates rain) Couldn't you have peed before we went under? YUSUF: Sorry. The front door OPENS and Eames climbs in, soaked. EAMES: Bit too much free champagne before takeoff, Yusuf? YUSUF: Ha bloody ha.

EAMES: Try this... "MY FATHER ACCEPTS THAT I WANT TO CREATE FOR MYSELF, NOT FOLLOW IN HIS FOOTSTEPS." COBB: That might work. ARTHUR: Might? We'll have to do better than that. EAMES: Thanks for the contribution, Arthur. ARTHUR: Forgive me for wanting a little specificity, Eames.

EAMES: Now, in the dream, I can impersonate Browning and suggest the concepts to Fischer's conscious mind... EAMES: (draws a diagram) Then we take Fischer down another level and his own subconscious feeds it right back to him. ARTHUR: (impressed) So he gives himself the idea. EAMES: Precisely. That's the only way to make it stick. It has to seem self-generated. ARTHUR: Eames, I'm impressed. EAMES: Your condescension, as always, is much appreciated, Arthur.

ARTHUR: How do we get out once we've made the plant? (to Cobb) I hope you've got something a little more elegant than shooting me in the head like last time. Arthur tilts back in his chair. Yusuf turns to Cobb. COBB: A kick. ARIADNE: What's a kick? Eames slips his foot under Arthur's chair leg. TIPS it- Arthur's legs SHOOT UP INSTINCTIVELY for balance- EAMES: That, Ariadne, would be a kick. COBB: That feeling of falling which snaps you awake. We use that to jolt ourselves awake once we're done.

SAITO: Care for a lift, Mr. Cobb? COBB: (jumping in) What brings you to Mombasa, Mr. Saito? SAITO: I have to protect my investment. Eames stands on pavement. The car pulls up. Cobb beckons from the rear window. Eames looks at Saito. Back to Cobb. EAMES: This your idea of losing a tail? COBB: (shrugs) Different tail.

Don't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.

EAMES: There's a man here. Yusuf. He formulates his own versions of the compound. COBB: Let's go see him. EAMES: Once you've lost your tail. (Cobb reacts) Back by the bar, blue tie. Came in about two minutes after we did. COBB: Cobol Engineering? EAMES: They pretty much own Mombasa. Cobb glances over the balcony. COBB: Run interference. We'll meet downstairs in half an hour. EAMES: Back here? COBB: Last place they'd expect. Eames downs his drink. Rises. Walks over to the Businessman. EAMES: Freddy! The Businessman looks up, awkward. EAMES: Freddy Simmonds, it is you! Cobb nonchalantly SLIPS over the balcony DROPPING HARD into the midst of the crowd on the street below. EAMES: (looks harder) Oh. No, it isn't. The Businessman looks past Eames but Cobb has vanished.

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.