Inception: Inception Christopher Nolan
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INT. APARTMENT, TOKYO - CONTINUOUS
Cobb sits, waiting. Checks his watch, restless. He pulls a HANDGUN. Checks it is loaded. places it on the table in front of him. Pulls out a PEWTER SPINNING TOP, SPINS it on the table ... He INTENT STUDIES the top's spin... As he stares, the sound of a FREIGHT TRAIN builds and builds- the top WOBBLES, TIPS onto its side- the sound of the train STOPS. the PHONE RINGS- Cobb GRABS it-
CHILDREN'S VOICES (over phone): Hi, Daddy! Hi, Dad.
COBB: Hey, guys. How are you?
CHILDREN'S VOICES (over phone): Good. Okay, I guess.
Cobb closes his eyes, trying to picture his children: INSERT CUT: COBB's MEMORY- a LITTLE BLONDE BOY (3), back towards us, crouches IN A GARDEN, looks at something in the grass...
COBB: Who's just okay? Was that James?
JAMES (over phone): Yeah. When are you coming home?
COBB: I can't. Not for a while.
INSERT CUT: A LITTLE BLONDE GIRL (5), also FACE UNSEEN, joins JAMES, CROUCHING BESIDE HIM...
JAMES (over phone): Why?
COBB: Well, James, like I've told you-I'm away because I'm working...
LITTLE GIRL (over phone): Grandma says you're never coming back.
Cobb sits, waiting. Checks his watch, restless. He pulls a HANDGUN. Checks it is loaded. places it on the table in front of him. Pulls out a PEWTER SPINNING TOP, SPINS it on the table ... He INTENT STUDIES the top's spin... As he stares, the sound of a FREIGHT TRAIN builds and builds- the top WOBBLES, TIPS onto its side- the sound of the train STOPS. the PHONE RINGS- Cobb GRABS it-
CHILDREN'S VOICES (over phone): Hi, Daddy! Hi, Dad.
COBB: Hey, guys. How are you?
CHILDREN'S VOICES (over phone): Good. Okay, I guess.
Cobb closes his eyes, trying to picture his children: INSERT CUT: COBB's MEMORY- a LITTLE BLONDE BOY (3), back towards us, crouches IN A GARDEN, looks at something in the grass...
COBB: Who's just okay? Was that James?
JAMES (over phone): Yeah. When are you coming home?
COBB: I can't. Not for a while.
INSERT CUT: A LITTLE BLONDE GIRL (5), also FACE UNSEEN, joins JAMES, CROUCHING BESIDE HIM...
JAMES (over phone): Why?
COBB: Well, James, like I've told you-I'm away because I'm working...
LITTLE GIRL (over phone): Grandma says you're never coming back.
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