Then we see the interior of what looks like Syd's beach house. Agent Sean and Marshall are there, chomping on cigars and playing cards while a rather kickin' MC Honky tune clips along on the soundtrack. They're both dressed kind of retro-like as well. Syd gets out of the car, and we see that the car itself is parked in the middle of her living room. Agent Sean's all, good! You made it! Come play with us! It should be noted that the Rambaldi clock is sitting in the center of the table where Sean and Marshall are playing. "I hope you're ready for an expensive lesson in the art of gambling," Sean calls out. Hee. Then Marshall laughs, and Sean joins him, and their laughter is adorable. Really infectious. Syd's immune, however, stating only that she's "looking for that building." With his cigar screwed firmly into the corner of his mouth, Sean tells her to check the kitchen. "Kitchen," agrees Marshall, sucking the end of his stogie. Syd heads off into the kitchen, which is covered with plastic sheeting.
Dream Dugout. Cronenberg announces that Syd's in. Jack wants to know if Syd's okay. Cronenberg confirms that she's fine, and that she's on track for another vivid dream.
Back in the dream, Syd's walking confidently through the plastic. She's dressed all in white. Lauren's heading toward her, walking just as strongly, and she's wearing all black. Yeah. Because that's not TOO obvious or anything. Dream Lauren's all, dude? You shouldn't have come back. Syd's all, seriously? Who are you? Dream Lauren's all, you don't want to be here, dude. I'm warning you. "You're not Lauren," says Syd. "I know you're not Lauren." "It doesn't matter who I am," Dream Lauren says. "All that matters is that you leave this place." "You. Get. The. Hell. Outta. My. Way," spits Syd. "I can't do that," says Dream Lauren. Then she whips out a gun and aims it at Syd's head. Syd quickly kicks the gun out of Dream Lauren's hand and to the floor. Then she wraps plastic sheeting around Dream Lauren's head and suffocates her until, suddenly, Dream Lauren turns into Dream Syd and she rips the plastic from her face, saying, "You are so stubborn!" in this kind of altered, deeper version of Syd's voice. Dream Syd flings Real Syd across the room and tells her, "You idiot! We want to stay away! We know the Covenant had us. We suspected it all along. Of course we were right." "It was the Covenant?" Real Syd says kind of stupidly. "You think it's an accident we don't remember anything?" says Dream Syd. "Then what happened to me?" asks Real Syd. "Trust Lazarey," says Dream Syd. Real Syd's all, wait, what? Lazarey? What's HE got to do with it? Dream Syd's all, okay. Enough questions. Real Syd's all, dude? What's in Room 47? And how come your hair looks better than mine?