Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey! Sandy!
Let's get on with it.
Where are they, then?
.. assess stress...
and it just moons around like a love-sick puppy!
Deep-Ando can you hear me?
Come on.
Really look.
You don't understand, do you?
Anyway, you'll see. He...
A new life form!
We spend a third of our lives asleep. And time is money.
There have always been rumours, mutterings about hidden streets.
Sleep isn't just a function. It's blessed.
'I'd love to.'
'It's very amusing.'
In the absence of any further communication with Chief Nagata
What did you think you were doing?!
Septembrie 11, 1972
What about us? We've all used the pods back on Triton.
Nagata, are you OK?
- What? - People talk.
Listen to him, for God's sake!
'Likes to think of himself as the joker of this little group.
I can do this! I can fix this!
No, I can't leave them!
- What about the others? - I don't know. - We have to go after them!
There's nothing here from Chopra's point of view
Morpheus's first client.
But how does the dust become those creatures?
That's insane. That's HORRIBLE!
'Quite a baptism of fire, I'm afraid.'
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
So...
Leave the Rip Van Winkles behind
You've probably guessed that by now.
- This doesn't make any sense. - What?
because he refuses to use Morpheus.
Hmm. Clever, that.
'Your lives may depend on it.'
Sleep is vital. Sleep is wonderful. Even I sleep.
That's you, looking at me.
Septembrie 15, 1972
Then we can all be together,
someone's...
He's the well-spring.
An electronic signal that affects the sleep centres of the brain.
He really knew his stuff.
Engineering stress assessors?
Do I look like I'm kidding?
Thing is, you see, this message, this testament,
The pod sends out a coded electronic signal
.
- There's something not right here. - We don't have helmet cams.
The one thing they couldn't get their filthy mitts on.
Look, we've got to get out of here!
Argh, this day couldn't get any worse!