Proog: At the left we can see...
Proog: At the right we can see the...
Proog: ...the head-snarlers
Proog: Everything is safe. Perfectly safe.
Proog: Emo?
Proog: Watch out!
Proog: Are you hurt?
Emo: I don't think so. You?
Proog: I'm Ok.
Proog: Get up. Emo, it's not safe here.
Proog: Let's go.
Emo: What's next?
Proog: You'll see!
(howling wind)
Proog: Emo. This way.
Proog: Follow me!
(buzzing wires and chattery conversations)
Proog: Hurry Emo!
(louder telephone voices)
(phone ringing)
Proog: You're not paying attention!
Emo: I just want to answer the... ...phone.
Proog: Emo, look, I mean listen.
Proog: You have to learn to listen.
Proog: This is not some game.
Proog: You, I mean we, we could easily die out here.
Proog: Listen, listen to the sounds of the machine.
Proog: Listen to your breathing.
(Buzzing wires)
(laughing)
(oriental dance music)
Emo: Well, don't you ever get tired of this?
Proog: Tired?!?
Proog: Emo, the machine is like clockwork.
Proog: One move out of place...
Proog: ...and you're ground to a pulp.
Emo: But isn't it -
Proog: Pulp, Emo! Is that what you want, pulp?
Proog: Emo, your goal in life...
Proog: ...pulp?
(loud metal sounds)
Proog: Emo, close your eyes.
Emo: Why? - Proog: Now!
Emo: Ok.
Proog: Good.
Proog: What do you see at your left side, Emo?
Emo: Nothing. - Proog: Really?
Emo: No, nothing at all.
Proog: And at your right, what do you see at your right side, Emo?
Emo: The same Proog, exactly the same...
Emo: ...nothing! - Proog: Great.
(sound of camera flash)
(engine drone)
Emo: Listen Proog! Do you hear that! (amusement park music)
Emo: Can we go here?
Proog: There? It isn't safe, Emo.
Emo: But... - Proog: Trust me, it's not.
Emo: Maybe I could...
Proog: No.
Proog: NO!
Proog: Any further questions, Emo?
Emo: No.
Proog: Emo?
Proog: Emo, why...
Proog: Emo...
Proog: ...why can't you see the beauty of this place?
Proog: The way it works.
Proog: How perfect it is.
Emo: No, Proog, I don't see.
Emo: I don't see because there's nothing there.
Emo: And why should I trust my life to something that isn't there?
Emo: Well can you tell me that? - Proog: Emo...
Emo: Answer me!
Emo: Proog...
Emo: ...you're a sick man!
Emo: Stay away from me!
Proog: No! Emo! It's a trap!
Emo: Hah, it's a trap.
Emo: At the left side you can see the hanging gardens of Babylon!
Emo: How's that for a trap?
Proog: No, Emo.
Emo: At the right side you can see... ...well guess what...
Emo: ...the colossus of Rhodes!
Proog: No!
Emo: The colossus of Rhodes and it is here just for you Proog.
Proog: It is there...
Proog: I'm telling you, Emo...
Proog: ...it is, it is.
(howling wind)