Arthur:
So, once we've made the plant, how do we go out? Hope you have something more elegant in mind than shooting me in the head?
Cobb:
A kick.
Ariadne:
What's a kick?
Eames:
This, Ariadne, would be a kick
[kicks the leg of the chair Arthur's swinging at]
Arthur:
[finds his balance and glares at Eames]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:40