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- Don't blame me.

- F*** me.

I don't want to be here

any longer than you do, okay?

They've increased

the production of police synthetics

thanks to that sh*t this morning, so...

So take all your complaints

to Chancellor Cohaagen.

Now, which one of you

fine, upstanding a**holes

wants to train the new guy?

Come on.

Hey.

Synthetics coming down!

Section three weld scanners are

temporarily offline.

Heads up! Coming your way!

Don't hold it like that.

Hold it here.

If you hold it there and the synth shorts,

one of those bolts

will shoot straight through your hand.

No sh*t, huh?

No sh*t.

Easier ways to get a day off.

Thanks.

Hey, you know, your friend

was wrong, by the way.

About Rekall.

What, you've done it?

Been three times already.

Really?

Best memories I have.

A whole lot better than this sh*t.

Hey.

Ask for Mac.

Okay? You're going to thank me.

Douglas Quaid, please report

to factory operations.

Hey.

Any word?

Matter of fact, I just heard.

Come on. Don't leave me hanging.

They're going with someone

from the outside.

All D. V. T. techs must report

to their team leaders...

Look, as far as I'm concerned,

you're ten times

more qualified than this a**hole

-they're bringing in.

- What is it, then?

I mean, come on, Marx.

I've been killing myself the last quarter.

All those extra hours I've been doing.

I'm exceeding my quota.

Come on, man, you know how it is.

You're from The Colony, he's U.F.B.

He's got a fancy education

and all the right connections.

Right. Right.

Come on, you're saying I'm

stuck on the assembly line?

I'm going to lose my mind.

I'm really sorry, Doug.

I've done all I could do.

All right.

Thanks for trying.

Gates nine through 18 now closed.

Gates nine through 18 now closed.

Section A departures will reopen in 40...

All right, finally.

- Cheers. Salud.

- Yeah. Jesus.

Hey, buddy.

- Hey.

- How you holding up?

I've been better.

Lori working tonight?

Yeah.

Hey, Murray. Same.

You ever learn how to play the piano?

Yeah, I always wanted

to learn to play the piano.

What's with you today?

What?

It's not just about the promotion.

You've been zoned out all day.

I've been having these dreams.

Dreams?

Yeah, feels

like I'm doing something...

Something...

Something that matters,

something important, you know?

Nope, not so much.

You don't think what we do is important?

Really? Come on, Harry.

We commute halfway

around the world for sh*t jobs,

for sh*t pay, to come to this sh*t bar

and get drunk on too much sh*t beer.

- No of fence, Murray.

- Yeah.

What? Are you actually happy

with how your life's turned out?

Is there something wrong with it?

No. You know what? You're right. Forget it.

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