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So she reminds me that I'm still under oath.

I remind her she's still under indictment. You said this to Judge

Yeah. And she says she's going to hold me in contempt.

I want to tell her I already hold you in contempt.

But you decided to quit while you were behind, right, Cardigan? Well, that's

story of my life. Yeah, well, I'll read about it in your memoirs.

Want another cup?

No, no, I've got to go. It'll keep me up all night. And I've got to testify in

front of Capoletti tomorrow.

Hey, do me a favor, okay?

Ask Capoletti if she's ever had to spend a night in jail.

Sounds like you could use the sleep.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Good night.

Hey, take it easy. Easy gave him the slip.

Hey, easy. Easy gave him the slip.

There he is.

Sometimes you amaze me, Nika. What do you mean, sometimes?

Jake, what happened?

I'll get a medic.

I don't want a medic.

I need to talk to Sid.

Did you say Sid?

Yeah, I gotta find out what we were up to last night.

Jake, you were with me last night.

Who the hell are you?

Look, maybe you better just sit down. No, I don't want to sit down. I want to

talk to my partner.

Jake, Sid is dead.

Yeah, right.

I just talked to him a couple hours ago.

No, I don't... Where's Bascom?

Bascom's in the Sahara. He's unreachable. You know this, Jake.

What's the last thing you remember?

I mean, I... Sid dropped me home, and Beth was

all dressed up. She was ready to go out.

Jake.

Beth.

Beth what?

how you lost these memories? Do you have any clues at all? No.

Uh -uh.

I, uh... I just woke up in some alley.

Some guy was eating a candy bar.

Maybe you can run a check on that.

DNA traces and saliva.

I'm on it.

I'll call Dr. Kelly down and take a look at you.

Okay.

We'll get you through this.

Hey.

Listen, I'm your partner now, and you've been nothing but trouble since day one,

so I'm kind of getting used to this.

Okay.

The party escaping is bad enough.

Cardigan is an ex -cop. He'll find us. We'll find him first.

We'd better find him soon, you know, because his piece of the puzzle will be

lost in dementia by tomorrow. I've got my men on it. They can't hurt him. Do

they understand that?

They can't hurt Artie either. I think my boys are aware not to damage goods

worth a mega -plath.

Well, they kind of got away, Mr. Lobo. Got away?

Cardigan is a security agent. He'll track us down. We've got to fold our

This isn't working. I was hired to do a job. I did it, and I want my money. Now,

is that clear?

Payment on demand, and I'm getting out.

You're not getting out.

You're in.

In deep.

Should I show you with my fingers how deep?

No. What? No.

You do good work.

Stick with what you know.

Yes.

In 24 hours, Cardigan turns into brain salad.

You don't find him.

You're the dragon.

Looks to me like your memories were lifted out whole.

How can you see that?

Cosmos keeps your spectral EEG on file, updated weekly. The last 11 months of

your map are missing on today's tracing.

Memory wrestlers.

Excuse me?

Cases have just started cropping up.

Suppliers selling low -res recollections, smells, tunes.

Buyers download somebody else's life story and then remember those good old

days. Victims go through a kind of mental fragmentation. Their memories

disconnect.

Their minds go.

How long do I have?

As I mentioned, legitimate labs and unregulated street shops are into memory

extraction. How long do I have, doctor?

24 hours.

Maybe less.

I ran the DNA analysis on that candy wrapper you found in the alleyway. Got a

positive ID.

Your candy man is one Artie Mack.

34, no arrest.

But here's a police report that's still worn from the coffee machine.

Found wandering confused last night. Admitted to county hospital.

Sounds like you and Artie Mack were at the same party.

Yeah.

Sophie had less to drink than I did.

So, what are we, like, good friends?

We're not having sex, if that's what you mean.

Oh.

What are we having?

We talk.

We're good talkers.

What do we talk about?

You know, cops, robbers, donuts, life, parking problems.

So we're buddies, huh?

Yeah. We're buddies.

Artie?

How are you doing?

Yeah, I think maybe we went through the same piece of hell last night, partner.

I'm Jake.

Jake. Jake, I was just thinking about Danny's birthday party. Remember how he

said he wanted a set of wheels and Sam said, well, what about a 16 -wheeler on

account that he was 16? Hi, Sam.

Did you ever testify for Judge Capoletti that she had to spend a night in jail

under indictment?

Maybe they're a quick line behind.

Oh, hey, Artie, wait.

Well, you know me.

Jake.

I am you.

me i mean i remember everything about us i remember getting to know danny again

after the freezer busting tech lords the cute way nika smiles when she's holding

information i'll tell you said so what about when i was mugged you remember

yes sort of two guys blindsided me i mean you i mean they

dragged us inside we knocked one down

it's okay it's okay you don't have to remember

Tell us how you know all this.

Sure. I'm a memory bank.

Oh.

Well, how does that work?

The C3J memory transfer unit requires a human wetware storage bank to be fully

operational. My humble self serves as that reservoir.

Other people store their memory in your brain.

Amazing, Mr. Memory.

At your service.

That couldn't be much fun.

I liked it all right at the beginning.

I was chosen for the job because I got total recall.

Maybe you've seen my act at the Night Sight Theater.

The amazing Mr.

Memory?

I started not liking it.

Being a storage bank for the C3J, I mean, there were some memories that I

want to store.

I didn't want to, I didn't want to, I didn't want to have.

They were scary.

Come on, make them go away!

It's okay, it's okay. You don't have to remember.

Yes, I do.

Artie, listen to me.

Listen to me.

Why do they want to store my memory inside of you?

You're Jay Cardigan.

And some people find that exciting.

Remember the time that guy locked us in the house with a bomb?

Kaboom!

Whoa!

Then we lost Beth, didn't we?

That hurt so much that she was gone.

That's not why they want Jake's memories, dog.

They want Jake because... Jake.

Jake knows.

Jake knows what?

Jake knows the little picture.

The little picture.

That makes the big picture.

That makes the big money.

That makes the big man.

Who's the big man?

You never touch us like that, mate.

It's a private thing, touching us.

And touching us is touching us.

So he starts out with a memory act because he's got total recall.

Oh, it makes sense to use a guy like that as a data storage bank.

You don't need those.

Sure I do.

Anyway, why don't we check out the Nightside Theater first, okay? He worked

there. Maybe they know something.

Yeah. You know, it could be that somebody found a way to turn his

into a big -time profit.

Sharon, my inner life hardly fits that bill.

He must know something valuable.

Yeah, but the point is, I can't remember it.

Already has that memory now.

Anybody here?

Hi.

I'm Jenny. Can I help you?

Can we start over?

Jake.

You mean from my entrance?

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's just this place looks so familiar.

It's a deja vu.

You've probably been to Carnegie Hall. A lot of people mix this up with them.

Is the manager here?

That would be me.

Manager.

Star, head usher.

And when Francine forgets to show up, I make the espresso.

Better than Carnegie Hall espresso, I've heard.

They come here to train.

So what can I do for you?

Tell us about Artie Mack.

We're just looking for some information, hopefully to help.

What's he done? Nothing wrong.

Just can't remember something we need to find out. Artie can't not remember.

We're afraid he's been overloaded with information. It's like he... Short

-circuiting.

I knew this would happen.

This is that Dr. Lee's fault, isn't it?

Who's Dr. Lee?

Artie was a subject of his in some kind of memory experiment.

Artie changed after he started working there.

He got so I hardly knew him anymore.

But you used to know him well, right?

I wish I could forget him.

He still feels very strongly about you.

Well, he hasn't made his presence felt around here much lately.

You'd be surprised.

Yes, Mr. Cardigan, you had a question?

Is it possible that when I downloaded my memories into Artie that I uploaded

some of his memories at the same time?

Quite possible. The technology is far from perfect, and data can bleed easily

both directions.

So why can't I just pull up his memories at will?

Artie's memory is eidetic.

He has the rare genetic trait of total information retrieval, a gift which is

now delaying his deterioration. So you're saying that I can't remember what

want the way he can?

I'm afraid you're like the rest of us, Mr. Cardigan.

Memories must be evoked, and rather imperfectly at that.

Thanks.

I'm not perfect.

I give you a six. Six point five on a good day.

Tough house.

Tough ride.

We followed Cardigan to County Hospital. Heard he was there. Good.

I'll send some of the boys to pick him up.

Where's Cardigan now?

He went to the theater and then he left.

Hmm. I think we can assume the girl mentioned Dr. Lee.

And Cardigan is copping up to find a good doctor's place.

You want me to grab him there?

You need to visit Dr.

Lee anyway, don't you?

I love visiting.

You know, I know this place too.

Listen, I'll go check out the lab.

You go check out the office at the end of the hall on the right.

Okay.

You look alive.

Take it easy.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine, but he's not.

Come on, let's check out Lee's office.

Oh, great.

Looks like our welcoming committee was after a little more than just that, huh?

Lee's research, probably.

Nika said he was a memory expert.

He's got to be the key to the device.

Key to the whole puzzle.

No Lee, no way to get my memory back for Marty.

Jake.

Jake.

Bad news, guys. Art has been kidnapped from a hospital.

From a locked ward?

Yeah, they shot their way in, killed an orderly. Five patients escaped. It's a

mess. Which means with Dr. Lee here dead, we've got no lead.

Lee was killed?

Yeah. Any more info on Dr. Lee?

One interesting item.

He treated a lot of ex -cons coming out of the freezer.

Maybe that's it.

Maybe some guy who was doing cold time couldn't remember a heist that he was

trying to pull, or one that he did pull.

That doesn't make any sense, Jake. Yeah, well, it does if you were in cryo,

because you lose little pieces of your memory.

So that doesn't explain why they're after you.

Well, you don't exactly lose the memories. You share them with the other

that are in your cell block.

Yeah, that's right. They're all linked by the same neurometabolic support

system.

So you're telling me that you're holding recollections of somebody else's crime?

Right. Somebody that I did cold time with.

Nika, get me a list of all the inmates that were in my cell block.

And I want a list of their criminal activity.

That is not exactly short. Just get it.

And then we'll look at the list.

And then we'll see how many of them were treated by Dr. Lee. Take it easy, Jake.

That's going to narrow the list down a little bit.

Jake! Jake!

Jake! Jake!

Lisa, get a medic over here now!

Jake! Jake!

Guess we don't have a whole hell of a lot of time left, do we?

Nikki, did you get my list for me and my cellmates?

I'm still working on it. Prison records are tricky, but so far all the inmates

that have been released seem to be dead.

Seem to be? Well, I'm checking out the details.

So where do we go, Nat?

Back to Artie. He knows it all.

Jake, we've got every available agent out looking for him now. As soon as we

find him... No, no. The Artie in here.

Well, then how do we find him?

I don't understand what you want from me. I've got some of Artie's memories.

I think maybe you can bring them out. Is he okay?

I don't know.

I hope I can find him in time to help.

I told you I just want to forget about him. I have a life.

And you're telling me that Artie's not part of it?

What do you want me to do?

All right.

Okay. All I want you to do is just talk to me. I mean, just try to...

Try to bring up some old business.

Last time we saw each other, what you were wearing, what I was wearing.

Smile the way you smiled at me.

You're not him.

He was a gentle man with gentle dreams.

Amazing.

Mr. Memory.

Remember.

31 million.

359 ,000 seconds per year and now marks the birth second

of the greatest change in the galaxy.

Believe me, he's in here.

Think back to the last time.

Come on, you're an actress.

Take on the role.

You were so sweet.

You brought me a wildflower bouquet.

I couldn't help crying.

And you told me not to cry.

You wanted to start over.

Can we start over?

It was almost like it was before.

Then it was different.

You were different. Like you were someone else. You even talked uglier.

But the way you were holding your head, I thought it was going to explode.

And then you tore down the poster of the amazing Mr.

Memory.

I didn't want to.

I love that poster.

Some creep that... that Hermano stored in my brain.

Then Hermano kidnapped Jake, and I had to hold on to his memories, too.

They were so hard to hold.

The noise.

The noise.

I could just feel it in my bones.

The noise of death.

It was driving me crazy.

We were afraid that Hermano was going to catch us.

And I ran.

And the police took me to the hospital.

Oh, Artie.

Hermano who, Artie?

Hermano who?

Lobo.

Ronald, please.

I've got too many people inside of my head.

Drain some of the moss. Stop the screams.

I just hope you got the last fragment from Jake. The piece that completes the

puzzle. I can't take this much longer. Hey, now, if you got what I needed from

Carnegie, we're home free.

Now, tell me, where is the stuff hidden?

I can't. I can't think.

And now presenting the amazing Mr. Memory.

How do you do?

Where's my treasure?

Are there any questions from the audience?

Yes, I have one.

Who played gatekeeper for the Cubana Rebels in the playoffs of 06?

Bill Dunn also voted Cyberball MVP in that game.

Bravo, Mr.

Memory.

Now here's another.

Where did Hermano Lobo stash the ill -gotten goods from his last heist?

I don't... Mr.

Memory.

No.

I guess you'd tell me if you knew.

Hermano Lobo is definitely on the long list of cons that you did cold time

He hijacked a solid rocket fuel delivery.

To use for what?

Resale, probably.

It's worth about a zillion credits on the black market.

He stashed the fuel someplace.

Nobody ever found it. And it made your unsolved crimes list.

So maybe that is it.

Maybe when he was in cryo, he lost the memory of where he hid the stuff.

And you're holding that memory?

Piece of it.

Okay, Hermano Lobo means Brother Wolf. Any aliases cross -referenced to that?

No.

But what would you say if I told you that a new pool hall just opened called

Brother Wolf?

So give me the address.

Jake! I should have realized I didn't have to find you.

You'd find me.

I know you.

You're the lowlife scum that killed all those people.

Saved your stash.

That's my memory brain stain.

You don't even know who you are anymore.

Sorry, Jake.

He's been wanting to do that ever since you did it to him.

So what are you going to do now, huh?

You're going to vacuum the rest of my mind so you can get the fuel location?

I'm impressed, Jake.

How did you find that out?

You're kidding me.

This is a freezer reunion, all in Artie's head.

Yes, well, I think shared experiences really bond people.

I'm sorry, Jake. I never meant this to happen.

Don't worry about it, Artie.

It's all right.

That's so touching.

Now, Artie, I want you to remember the hijacking.

Make it a beacon for Jake Sprainsville.

I don't think I can. Yes, you can.

Hey, where'd you learn to fight like that?

From you.

Hey, what took you so long to make your play, huh?

I was just about to say goodbye to some very fond memories. Jake, we can get

them all back now. We've got Artie in the memory.

Artie.

What's the deal?

Everybody wants a piece of Artie, don't they, mate?

I just want me.

You keep the rest.

I don't want the rest!

Take it easy, will you? Just take it easy.

Come on, we're going to put you back together again.

We'll sit you down in that chair.

We'll make a switch.

Liar.

I know that move, mate.

Remember?

Hello, Artie.

What is this place?

You spent a lot of time here once.

It was our place.

Who are you?

I'm Jenny.

What

do

you want?

I want to help you.

You're like all the rest.

You're making me crazy.

You're trying to steal my mind.

I won't let you, though.

I don't even know you.

You know me?

Look at my face.

Feel the air in here?

It's musty.

Remember, we had the windows painted shut.

Artie, I'll take care of you.

You're safe with me.

I need that memory device.

Leave him alone.

I've got to get to that rocket fuel before Lobo does or a lot of people are

going to get hurt.

What has that got to do with me?

It's the only way that Artie's going to be himself again.

You take back your memory, that's going to heal him.

I don't know. Who are you doing this for, him or you? Both of us.

And believe me, it's the only chance we've got.

You can try it, but I will not let you hurt him anymore.

You remember me?

Artie? You remember.

He starts hurting, I'll pull the plug.

All right.

All right, we're going to do this together, okay?

Take it easy.

This is your memory.

Sid.

Sid.

Come on.

Don't die on me now.

I'm not going to let you die, Sid.

There's one of your memories for you.

That hurt.

But I'll take it.

You both have to give and take, Artie.

We're lost.

The amazing Mr.

Memory remembers.

You didn't let Sid die.

You wanted him to die.

You never committed to that relationship. Never. You didn't commit

If you were committed to her, you would have never pushed her into the arms of

another guy.

And you sent your only son to prep school.

For who, Jake?

For him or for you? Beth.

Easy to be a flashy hero, isn't it, than a consistent father? It's the truth,

Jake. Think about it. You've got to commit to something, Jake.

You've got to commit to something. Forget how to love while you were in

You're a loser, man. You're a loser.

What's the matter?

You don't like your one -man show?

You've got to take the good with the bad, Artie.

You've got to want to see everything.

Otherwise, you'll never be home.

So here's one for you.

Free of charge.

All you gotta do is accept it.

Artie, you've come back.

What kind of trip is this?

I'm so glad I've met you.

What did you bring me?

A wildflower bouquet.

Oh, you're such a sweet man.

She loves you.

Don't cry, Jenny.

Can't we start over?

Not here, Theodora.

You gotta give back each other's memories, Bert.

It hurts.

Not as much as losing a piece of your life.

Each memory is a precious gift.

I know this place.

Artie.

Artie.

You alright?

I know this place.

How are you doing, partner?

I think I'm all here.

Hey, have we met before?

Forget about it.

Listen, once you get those two back to Cosmos for protection, I'm going to go

the Danzer distillery.

And if I'm right, we'll rename it the Danzer Fuel Book.

Yeah.

Find what we're looking for?

If you knew where the place was, then what'd you need my memory for? I didn't

know. I injected a homing device into you back at Brother Wolf's.

I just followed you here.

That makes my job easier.

Don't even try it.

You know, your shot goes a little wide.

Hear it all the way in Cleveland.

Hey, knock it off, Lobo.

This place is wired and set to blow.

Thanks for the test, Connaughton.

Or you're just being exposed right now.

Come on, you rigged an autodestruct and it's on.

What's the matter? Did you forget?

Check the control panel if you don't believe me.

Try to remember.

It's right over there.

That wasn't very smart, Cardigan.

Announcing your position?

Try to announce it sooner next time.

Come on, keep going.

It's not worth it. Let's go.

You go, fool!

I'm going to get what's mine.

No, I went to Brother Wolf.

Same afternoon.

And the memory device dried?

Yep. Somebody took a sledgehammer to it.

Yeah, me.

Hey, Artie, hey.

Looking good.

He's feeling good, too.

So I guess the amazing Mr.

Memory's up and running again, huh? I retired the act.

Jenny's hired me on as a set builder, though.

Turns out I like working with my hands.

Thank you for finding him.

He had to want to come home.

So, uh, are you having any trouble carrying other people's thoughts?

Well, when bad ones bubble up, now I just stick them in the memory of that

vat, and the amazing Mr. Memory remembers... no more.

Want one?

Yeah, sure.