The script

Dialogue transcripts

'...and he comes in on the left wing... and scoooooores!'

'24/7 CAMERA SURVEILLANCE' SPARKS INTENSE DEJA VU, SUDDENLY HOMESICK.

'ACCESO SOLO PERSONAL AUTORIZADO.'

'Beinvenido a la Calle del Partido'.

'CLINIC OPEN 15.30 - 04.30'

'Derecha: PALACE OF CULTURE'

'EMPLOYEES ONLY: DO NOT ENTER'

'Fine local goods, finer global tastes'.

'FOR A GOOD TIME, CALL EVELYN, TERESA OR VALERIA'

'It is the tenant's responsibility to dispose of their own rubbish.'

'Izquierda: HOUSING CAMPAIGN'

'LOST: Mimsy. DOES NOT respond to her name.'

'NEW OPENING HOURS: 15:30 -- 09:30'.

'No open flames. INCLUDING LIT CIGARETTES.'

'NO TRESPASSING! BUILDING CONDEMNED'

'No vehicles past this point.'

'NO', in black marker, prefixes the word 'EXIT'.

'Overdue'... 'overdrawn'... overstretched, overworked, underpaid.

'PARTY ALLEY, Zona Tres'.

'PRECAUCIÓN: West exit pedestrians only.'

'RE-NO-TEL.' The ringing feels like it's come from another reality entirely.

'Rest in peace, S.L. Eternal love, the karaoke boys.'

'ROOFTOP USE FOR RESIDENTS ONLY'

'SAÍDA DE EMERGÊNCIA -- KEEP CLOSED AT ALL TIMES'

'STILL LOST: Mimsy. Tortoiseshell. No questions asked.'

'Swimming lessons w/ Paulo', 'Bin day is now BIWEEKLY', 'PARAKEETS 4 SALE'

'THE SHADOW MOTHER: A Clinical Study of Traumatic Generational Narcissism'

'THE STARS ARE OURS' is still faintly visible, nearly obliterated by sun and rain.

'Toll bridge ahead.'

'Viscera Dreams: Three Nights of Live Rustamian Disembowelment'

'VISITORS. PLEASE USE INTERCOM.'

'WARNING: FALL HAZARD.'

'Wings of Misery' - a melodrama from the golden age of Capoblancan Cinema.

"... essay regarding the study of dolorimetry on her own body..."

"... We spy another day, CASCADE..."

"..."

"..." His idiotic expression remains unchanged.

"'There's part of me I'll never know...'"

"'You'll miss me like a sad song...'"

"A cipher -- intriguing. Sounds like you're making progress."

"Ah here you are yes here. Do you like life in True Time?" She bounces excitedly, her metal headgear still jingling as she moves.

"Ah, haha!"

"All I can say is that an unbelievable scheme is in motion."

"All sleeping soundly here, CASCADE... Any luck with those brakes?"

"Almost out of Pascal's special tea."

"Alright. Communion with the cricket." Ramses initiates the session with a deft hit of three buttons and a switch.

"Anything interesting in the shack back there?" He smiles at you.

"As I suspected, my sources were very pleased with your work. Well done, Hershel. It's an honour to work with you again."

"At last, Reality's lackey shows her cowardly face. Stay tuned!"

"Back again, are we?"