Mal: [Closing her eyes] You’re waiting for a train… 
Cobb: Mal, goddammit! Don’t do this! 
Mal: A train that will take you far away… 
Cobb: James and Phillipa are waiting! 
Mal:  You know where you hope this train will take you… 
Cobb:  They’re waiting for us! 
Mal:  But you can’t know for sure… 
Cobb:  Mal, look at me! 
Mal:  Yet it doesn’t matter… 
Cobb:  Mal, goddammit! 
Mal:  Because you’ll be together. 
Cobb:  Sweetheart! Look at me! 
Mal: [Jumps off of the ledge]