Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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