Alex Garland: What we ask of children almost more than anything is that they outlive us.
Triple H: You’d get there early, do some print stuff, take pictures, whatever.
Garland: And then it goes off the rails and turns into a slasher flick.
Triple H: Yeah. Nobody wanted that to happen. It’s a massive undertaking. That’s what nobody gets.
Garland: Your thoughts are largely hidden from you, I assume, if you’re anything like me.
Triple H: They’re behind a locked door. It doesn’t matter.
Garland: The disco dance has funny little attacks.
Triple H: You walk into a locker room, lights go down, smoke comes out, and Andre the Giant walks out in a hologram and stands there and talks to you.
Garland: I’m not looking for excuses to how this can work dramatically.
Triple H: I wish I had the brainpower and the wherewithal and the drive to be as maniacal and devious as people fucking think I am.
Garland: I try to know when I’m lying. Why are you angry about this?
Triple H: Because all we talked about was business. You lose perspective.