I don’t think it’s specifically stated, but I think it’s [spoiler]his wedding ring. He’s only wearing in the dream, because in reality, he knows his wife is dead.[/spoiler]
This is not cool. Sneaking into someone’s dream. What a violation!
A few days ago I saw a documentary about dreaming and a topic was Lucid dreaming where the dreamer knows he is dreaming. For example an athlete was “practicing” the motion sequences of javelin in his dream and after he woke up his results got better.
Falling into Jupiter.
No, seriously. It’s the fear of heights magnified by the largest body in the solar system
I’m a nerd.
[spoiler]I think it’s Mal.[/spoiler]
Sadly I never seem to remember my dreams. I can only remember 3 or so and they were all deeply disturbing nightmares.
Isn’t that backwards?
Well, you could be Icarus.
Zombies. I think they represent small problems and annoyances that become overwhelming as their numbers increase. Different people and scenery, but they always end the same way: Eventually I get backed into a building, then a single room, then a closet/attic/crawlspace, and then I wake up, just as they’re about to get me. :eek:
Yeah! WTF? What kind of person would do that? Oh wait, everyone in the movie. Never mind. 
Mal is beautiful. She would haunt my dreams, as well.
I had a recurring dream when I was a kid that I was being chased by the Count from Sesame Street. :o
And actually another one where I’m being chased in a marble hall, like the main hall in the Field Museum, except there are big library shelves and I get to this big reflecting pond, and the only way to escape whatever’s chasing me is to try to jump across the pool. It’s too wide, and I know I can never make it all the way across, but I always chose to jump, and then just before I’d hit the water it would turn into a falling dream.
I’ve had that dream sans the Zombies. It is usually the cast of the Michael Jackson ‘Beat It’ video.
Hard to spin.
Just watch closely. It even explains the ending.
I must say that not many people can pull off a neckerchief as well as she does.
The trick is to have a pen and paper by the bed. You just have to think that you are going to write it down. You don’t have to. Your mind will put it in the queue. 
Try it. It might work for ya.
Why again had Saito to be in the dream?
I think the entire plane I took to Texas would fit in that fist class cabin. 
The GF does it without a second thought.
But yeah, she could rock a burlap sack.
I think he wanted to be. Since he’s the money-man, he gets what he wants.
Love the frakkin train.