All language subtitles for The.I.Inside.2004.720p.HDTV.Eng.HDCLUB

Easy.

Diazepam, 5 milligrams.

Uh-huh.

Easy, now, Mr. Cable.

You're gonna be fine.

Just having a nightmare.
Let it go, Mr. Cable.

Whatever it is,
you just have to let it go.

Where am I?

You're in a hospital.
St. Jude's.

I'm Dr. Jeremy Newman.
I've been assigned your case.

You were admitted last night.

Don't you remember?

That's okay.

Perfectly normal
after that kind of trauma.

What happened?

Paramedics were called
just after midnight.

They found you right
in front of your house.

You had violent choleric
abdominal convulsions.

I'm afraid we had to evacuate
your stomach contents.

And?

It's just...

I apologize.

I've never had to tell
a patient this before.

We're a small hospital
and painfully short-staffed.

I'm actually a pediatric doctor
by training,

so any bad news I have to give

usually involves a lollipop.

Would you like one?

It's grape.

Doctor.

Please.

You died, Mr. Cable.

Your heart stopped beating
for nearly two minutes.

No, no, it's all right.

We resuscitated you.
We brought you back.

You're good as new.
Well, practically.

So that's why I'm here.

Over the next few days,

we'll run a series of tests.

My name is Simon Cable.

I was born July 4, 1974.

My parents
were Catherine and Leonard.

My father owned
a publishing company.

My mother ran charities.

I have one older brother.
Peter.

You can ask me anything.

I'm fine.

That's the spirit.
This won't take long.

Okay, so.

Do you remember my name?

Dr. Newman.

Justin.

Jeremy.

That's okay.
Nobody here remembers it anyway.

And the date?

It's the...

the...

Wait a minute.
Have I missed a day?

No.
It's Friday.

Then it's...

God, I've always been terrible
with dates.

Well, that's okay.
Don't worry about it.

How about the month?

What month do you think it is?

It's...

summer.

Maybe.

How about the year?

Last year was '99,

so this year is 2000.

It's the year 2000.

Right?

Your wife's name?

Simon.

This is the 29th of July.

The year is 2002.

And your wife,
whose name is Anna,

is waiting outside.

Back that truck up now!

Get these cars out of here!

We're gonna need
some backup here!

Hey!

You all right?!
You okay?!

Take it easy, man.

I'm gonna take you
on a little trip.

You okay?
Just hang in there, now.

Won't be long.

What do we got?

We got two.
There's one en route.

Let's move on.

Saline to stabilize the heart.

Watch your backs!

B.P. dropping.

Coming through.

Man coming through.

His name is Simon Cable.

One, two, three.

The time is 2000 hours.

He's crashed.

He's crashed.
Get the defib.

Start chest compression.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

No pulse!
Gonna flatline.

Get someone
from surgery down here.

Paddles.

100.

Charging!

Clear!

No change.

200.

- Charging!
- Clear!

There's nothing to explain,
Dr. Newman.

His synoptic cholinesterase
is practically nonexistent.

I don't want to be
discussing this now.

What I need is coffee.

Poisonings
of a suspicious nature

have to be reported
to the police.

That's hospital policy.

Let's rule everything out first.

That's all I'm saying.

Diazepam, 5 milligrams.

Take it easy, Mr. Cable.

You're gonna be fine.

Just having a nightmare.
Let it go, Mr. Cable.

Whatever it is,
you have to let it go.

So, what we're looking at here
is anterior-grade amnesia.

Basically short-term
memory loss.

Nothing to get
too worried about.

Nothing to get
too worried about?

These episodes
usually sort themselves out

in a couple of days,
couple of weeks.

You're telling me that I lost
two years of my life?

Think of it as if your life's
a puzzle that's been jumbled up.

All the pieces are still there.

We just have to put them
back together.

Fit them in the right order
and place.

And honestly, Simon,
I love a good puzzle.

And I have a wife.

Yeah. These situations
are tough on couples.

But your wife
will help us with this.

She could be the key.

So, if you're feeling up to it,

I'll go and get her.

What do you think, Simon?

Would you like me to get
your wife?

Simon.

God.

Simon.

I was so scared.

I called every hospital.
I didn't sleep at all.

Give me a break, huh?

The doctor says
I'll be just fine.

Oh, my God.
What happened to you?

You have no idea
how scared I was.

For a moment,
I felt what it would be like

if you weren't in my life.

I just completely lost it.

You know,
it was kind of pathetic.

What's the matter?

Are you hurting?

Dr. Newman hasn't told you
what's happened to me, has he?

Okay, now you're
freaking me out, Si.

I lost my memory.

I can't remember anything
about the past two years.

I don't even know
how I got here last night.

And I don't know who you are.

What are you doing, Simon?

Telling you the truth.

I'm sorry.

I don't know you at all.

You're serious.

With everything that's happened,

this is how
you're gonna tell me?

Wait a second.
I don't think you understand.

Are you crazy, Simon?

I don't know what happened.

I have nothing left.

Wait!
Please!

Anna!

Anna!

Whoa, Mr. Cable.
Whoa, whoa, stop.

Stop her.

- Stop who?
- My wife.

- Man, there's no one there.
- What are you talking about?

No aerobics for at least a week.

Dr. Newman,
will you please stop my wife?

Stop her?
She's not going anywhere.

You have to tell her
what's happened.

- I have, Simon.
- No, you haven't.

Yes, he has, Simon.

Thank God you're okay.

The kids I work with
can't get enough of these.

I love watching
their eyes light up

when they finally
put it all together.

It's just amazing.

Anyway,

in order to recover
what you've lost, Simon,

we need to find...

two points in time...

and...

join them.

So, let's begin
with the last memory

you can recall two years ago.

Can you...

tell us what happened
last night?

I wasn't with you last night.

He has no memory of any of it.

Your role, Anna,

will be to help him
put his life back together.

Our life.

It was our life.

Of course.

Last night I was at home.

You were up here.
I don't know what happened.

Peter.

I must've been visiting Peter.

Peter?

Peter's my brother.
We...

He lives up here.

He moved into our parents'
estate after my mom died.

We don't really get along,
but...

That's the only reason
I'd be up here.

Right?

Simon, honey.

Peter's dead.

What?

Peter died before we met.

There's no fucking way.

I was...

I was going to see him
just last night.

You didn't see Peter last night.

He means his last night.
The last night he can remember.

There was rain.

And this light.

Then everything's quiet.

No rain.

And no light, just...

Oh, gosh, he's talking
about the car accident.

Just this empty void.

And I'm lost in it.

It happened right
before we met, Simon.

I don't know that much.

Just that you were up here
to see Peter.

I don't even know why.

You never used to like to talk
about your brother.

There was a fight
over their father's estate.

Maybe you read about it.

Anyway, after the accident,

this was the hospital
you were taken to.

Wait a minute.

I was here before?

I really need a cigarette.

So, we have
our two moments, Simon.

Both were accidents.
Both led you to St. Jude's.

I can't remember.

It doesn't make sense.

None of this makes
any fucking sense.

Two days ago, you came up here
to close up your parents' house.

It's been sitting here
for two years, ever since...

Anyway, you finally agreed
to let it go.

You were gonna pack up
the furniture,

fix some of the fixtures,

finish the old staircase,
and...

Refinishing?

Interesting.

Really, it's a gorgeous place,
but it's falling apart.

No, no.
What I mean is...

Well, one or two
of Simon's enzyme counts

are lower than normal.

But I thought
you said I was okay.

I said, "practically," kid.

But your low enzymes
are an indication

that somehow your bloodstream
was poisoned.

You're saying someone
tried to poison him?

I'm not trying to say anything.

But it's highly possible
that your condition was caused

by fumes from certain
cleaning solutions or varnishes

trapped in an enclosed space.

So, now what?

Well, you'll be fine.
We've got you on atropine.

And we'll reactivate
your cholinesterase

with one of the doximes.

The sooner you can eat
something, the better.

I've scheduled an MRI to make
sure everything's A-okay.

So, if you'll excuse me,

I'm sure you've seen enough
of me to last you a lifetime.

I'll check back
with you in a few.

Anna?

You can drop the pretense now,
you smug fuck.

My God, I knew
you were a good liar,

but this performance
is unbelievable.

Okay.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Then I'd pay closer attention.

Don't think you're gonna win
this game

because I am a much better
player than you are.

This is about her, isn't it?

Do you think I'm that blind?

Is she really worth this?
All of it?

Who are you talking about?!

I'm talking about you.

Rich, little daddy's boy
in way over his head.

This would actually be sad
if you weren't so pathetic.

Wait.

You said Peter was dead.

Of course he's dead.

You killed him.

Knock, knock.

Mr. Cable,
it's time for your MRI.

What happened?

Ask him.

Sleep well, honey.

You!
Hey!

Come on, homeboy, I'm gonna
take you on a little trip.

This isn't happening.

Man, I didn't think
you could get any whiter,

but you look
like you've seen a ghost.

Let's roll.

You have to lie here.

So, what makes someone
want to kill a nice,

all-American dude like you?

What?
Who said...

What? Relax, man.
It's just a rumor.

Everyone talks
about everything around here,

especially Nurse Clayton.

Arms down, please.

Nobody was trying to kill me.

It was just the chemical
I was using on the stairs.

Right, yeah.
The fumes must've got to you.

Keep your head still.

Anyway, my point's this.

Everybody dies.

No mystery there.

But why and how everyone dies.

Now, there's a mystery
worth solving.

Probably the biggest mystery
there is.

Man, you're not making
any sense.

Hey, I'm not the one who
can't remember what year it is.

What's your name?

Travis.

- Straps too tight?
- Travis.

Are you going out of your way
to make me nervous?

If I wanted to scare you,

I'd tell you about the number
of tumors these machines cause.

You hang tight, now.

I don't want to be around
when this starts leaking.

I mean, scanning.

Dr. Newman will be right along.

See you later.

Thanks, Travis.

Hey!

You in there.

Fuck.

Who is it?

Dr. Newman?

I know this sounds ridiculous,

but I got this terrible itch
in my nose.

Who is that?

Hey, I don't suppose
you can unstrap me.

Hello?

Hello?

What are you doing?

My name is Simon Cable.

You want to check the chart
or something?

I don't think I need that!

Get off me.
Get the fuck off me!

Somebody!

Somebody help me!

Somebody help me!

Sweet Jesus.

What the hell just happened?

What? Are you some kind
of a lunatic or something?

Who's that?

This is a hospital, pal,
not a nuthouse.

Oh, Doc, glad you could make it.
We got a live one here.

- How did I just get here?
- You shouldn't be up.

- Not yet.
- Who are you?

Someone just tried to kill me.

- Yeah, Wacko.
- Mr. Travitt, enough.

Just giving him some
positive reinforcement, Doc.

This is St. Jude's Hospital.
Do you know why you're here?

I was just in the MRI room.

No, Mr. Cable, you were admitted
into this room last night.

Now, do you know
why you're here?

I wasn't
in this room last night.

I was alone in a private room.

No offense taken.

Mr. Cable, look at me.

All I want you to do
is to answer my one question.

Do you know why
you are in St. Jude's Hospital?

Yes, because of the staircase.

- I just need to talk to my wife.
- Your wife?

Just find Dr. Newman.
He'll know where she is.

We don't have a Dr. Newman
on our staff, Mr. Cable.

Now, if you don't calm...

What do you mean
you don't have a Dr. Newman?

I was with him all last night.

The doctor who was here today,
a pediatrician.

I talked to him
for about a half hour.

Listen to me.

You have been unconscious
since your car accident.

No, it wasn't an accident.
It was poisoning.

You must not have been on duty.

You have been involved
in a serious road accident.

And the trauma has obviously
affected your memory.

- A car accident?
- Yeah.

And you're lucky
to be alive, actually.

Last night?

Yeah.

That's impossible.

Swell going, Doc.
Calmed him right down.

What are you running
away from, Mr. Cable?

What were you hoping to find?

Your mind's playing tricks
on you, Mr. Cable, that's all.

There was no poison?

No, I'm sorry.

And there is no Dr. Newman
on the staff at this hospital.

Look, you've been unconscious,
so the oxygen supply

- throughout your system...
- What's the date?

What?

The date today?

July 29th.
Why?

And the year?

- The year?
- Yeah, what year is it?

2000.

So, you're telling me
that it's the year 2000,

and I've just been
in a car accident,

that I wasn't poisoned,

and there is no Dr. Newman?

Yeah, that's right.

What about my wife?

- Your wife?
- Yeah, my wife.

Actually, your admission papers
have you down as being single.

Okay.

I've just spent the entire day
wandering this hospital,

talking to a Dr. Newman,

my wife, a mystery woman,
an orderly named Travis.

Now you want me to believe
none of this happened?

You want a cup of coffee?

I'm not crazy.
I can't be.

I don't doubt you believe
what you believe, Mr. Cable.

The mind is a remarkable thing.

Perhaps your mind is showing you
something you need to see.

Oh, so being poisoned
and nearly murdered.

This is what I need to see?

It's not for me to say.

I have been
in this hospital before,

but two years from now.

This is not my mind
playing tricks on me.

This happened.

And this is where you met
a Dr. Newman

and an orderly named Travis?

Yes.
Will meet.

You know, it's possible
you could be suffering

from a preoccupied delusion,
Mr. Cable.

- It wasn't a delusion.
- Just consider.

While you were unconscious,
you fabricated this story,

then stored it deep
within your memory banks,

so that now awake,
when you look back on it,

it appears as real
as any true memory.

It was as real
as these walls or you.

Even when you're unconscious,
your senses are alive.

You have overheard things
and then incorporated them

into your delusion.

You said, "Travis."

The patient in your room
is Travitt.

You met a Dr. Newman.
I'm Truman.

It's like in a dream.

You think you've heard a siren,

and then when you awake, you
realize it's only your alarm.

Hey, Wacko,
you know, I've been thinking.

I swear I know you.

I mean, well, are you anybody?

Been in the papers?

What about Anna?

Is she also just part
of the dream?

Yes, Mr. Cable.
I would venture that she is.

I just want to remember.
I have to.

Sorry to interrupt, Doctor.

I wanted to bring in
one of my nursing students

to check Mr. Hanad's vitals,
if that's okay.

That's fine, Nurse Clayton.
Go right ahead.

Okay, what the hell
is she doing here?

That's just Nurse Clayton.

But she was in my dream.

Mine, too.
What's she wearing in yours?

How are you today?

That's...
But you said...

What?
What is it?

She's my wife.

Anna?

Yes?

Anna, have you been in this room
in the past 24 hours?

No.
Is everything okay, Doctor?

Mr. Cable, I need you to get
into bed right now.

How could I know her name?
How could I?

I know who...
I got it.

You're the son of that
dead rich guy, aren't you?

You're all in on this.

You're all out
of your fucking minds.

I know I was here.
I was in this goddamn room.

Anna, tell him you know me.

Largactil. 10.

Tell him you know me!

Mr. Cable,
just come and sit down.

It wasn't a dream.
That was real, and this isn't.

- This is an illusion.
- Just relax.

What are you doing?

- Doctor.
- Thank you, Nurse.

- Now, this is for your own good.
- No!

- Just sit down.
- No, please!

- That's it.
- I'm telling you!

You're not real!

Who's there?

What do you want?

What do you want?

Get away from me!

Doctor!

Doctor! Doctor!
Doctor!

Take it easy, Simon.

He's behind the door.
He's behind that goddamn door!

- Keep your head still.
- You're not listening.

There's someone
behind that door.

Please!
He's right there!

5 mills, diazepam.

No! No!

Simon, listen very carefully
to what I'm saying.

You've been prescribed a drug

that's known to have mild
psychiatric side effects.

There is no one in the hospital
that's gonna kill you.

There is no one behind the door.

Well, if you're so sure, look.

Simon, please.

Look behind the fucking door!

Okay.
I know.

Just look behind the door,

not to see if there
is someone there,

but to prove to me
that there isn't someone there.

This will relax you.

"C" Ward.

I'll join you there in a minute.

Don't leave me.

Don't you leave me!

Simon, I have other patients
who need me.

But they're not about to die!

Neither are you.

And that's a promise.

God damn you people!

Mr. Cable, please have
some consideration for others.

Then get me off this thing.

The doctor's orders
were quite clear.

Yeah, I know, I know.

But I'm claustrophobic.

One hand.

Yeah, well, if it'll keep
you quiet for a moment.

But just a moment.

Mr. Cable, I am not
gonna fight you.

What I will do is call security.

Mr. Cable,
you are meant to stay here

until you're ready...

What are you looking for?

He was here.
I know he was.

It's 2002.

Someone just tried to kill me.

I promise you, kid,
that is not true.

- Pralidoxime is known...
- You're not listening.

Someone just tried to kill me
before the nightmare,

just after that orderly left me.

You've got to believe me.
Someone came into the room.

Shh.

Take it easy, kid.

Try and relax.

Take a breath.

Good. Okay.

Now, I want to show you
something I think may help.

Take it easy, Simon.

And that's me waking you up.

Keep your head still.

No masked intruders, my friend.

I don't...

It was so real.
I just...

Under the influence
of some psychoreactive drugs,

nightmares can be
indistinguishable from reality.

It couldn't have been
a nightmare.

You saw it for yourself, Simon.

You were all alone in that room.

I know I was here two years ago
after my accident.

See, now, that's good.

I told you
you'd start remembering.

And the quicker that happens,

the quicker you accept
what really happened,

the quicker you'll
be able to move on.

Yeah, but still.

It wasn't as if
I was remembering the past.

It was as if I was part of it.

I could interact
with the people there.

I got it figured out, then.

Maybe whoever came after you
was part of your memory, too.

That's why he never showed up
on the tape.

I'll just sit here
and look pretty.

Was there ever
a Dr. Truman here?

Truman?
That vaguely rings a bell.

Yeah, 'cause I remember
Nurse Clayton

and a patient named Travitt.

No shit. There's a Travitt
on the 5th floor.

- What?
- Yeah, heart-transplant patient.

Been waiting here
about two years.

May I help you?

I'm just looking up a friend.

But it's 2:00 in the morning.

And what the fuck
are you looking at?

I'm so glad to see you.

Hey.

Got a cigarette?

No, he hasn't.

How you doing, Doc?

Mr. Cable, I think we should
leave Mr. Travitt to sleep.

No, no.

Plenty of time to sleep

when you unplug me
from all this shit.

Don't you recognize me?

Grim Reaper?

We were in this hospital
together two years ago.

They come, and they go.

Come on, Mr. Travitt, please.

Think back.

Two years.

It doesn't matter.

Yes, it does.

I was in this hospital
two years ago.

I know I was,
and he was here with me.

Holy shit.

Wacko.

Yes!

Are you sure, Mr. Travitt?

Abso-fucking-lutely.

Yeah, this guy almost

shouted the place down.

I see they won't let you escape
from this place either.

It wasn't a delusion, then.

I was here two years ago.
It was real.

This is good, isn't it, Doc?

Isn't it?

You think you're feeling up
to more questions?

Simon Cable, born July 4, 1974.

My name?

Dr. Newman.

Justin?

Jeremy.
Close enough.

And the date?

- Is it tomorrow?
- Mm-hmm.

Then it's
the 30th of July, 2002.

I'm impressed, kid.

Who's the current president?

Don't worry about it.

Let's get you back down
to your room.

Is Mr. Travitt
ever gonna make it out of here?

There's only
one inescapable rule

in the game of life, kid.

Sooner or later,
everybody has to stop playing.

Whoop.

That's me.

I think it'd be better
if you got some sleep.

Thank you, Doctor.
I know I haven't been easy.

Of course, we're not done yet.

We have a puzzle that still
needs to be put together.

I think I just might be up
for that now.

Okay.

Simon.

Where have you been?

- You...
- I know. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have run off.
It just...

It just seemed so cruel
what you were saying.

You have to believe me.
I'm not making this up.

And I'm not trying to hurt you.

I honestly don't remember
who you are.

The doctor swears my memory
will return.

It just might take some time.

I've got time.

I'll help you.

If I did something
to hurt you or...

Clair.

My name's Clair.

Clair.

Going down?

Yeah.

Sorry.
Freight elevator's broken.

This never happens.

This never usually happens.

You're going back up, I assume?

Yeah, we must've
missed our floor.

Yeah.

There's one thing
I don't understand.

How could you and I...

I thought I was...

- You're married.
- Yeah.

I don't regret it, Simon.

Any of it.

It was you.

Anna knew.

No, she didn't.
That's impossible.

Yes, she did.

Something she said.

She knew.

She was pissed.

I mean, really pissed.

You don't love her, Simon.

What we have is...

something really amazing.

Anna doesn't matter.

I know what we were.

And what you felt.

It's just waiting
to be remembered.

Some things just don't get lost.

I just don't know
what to believe anymore.

I'll come back, then.

We'll just take this slow.

Clair, wait.

I love you, Clair.

Finally he says it.

Yeah, well, don't leave me
out here all exposed.

I love you, too, Simon.

I wish I didn't.

But I do.

I think this is my favorite room
in the whole house.

All these things growing.

I could live in here.

Back in a minute.

There.

Simon, what we just said
to each other.

It's serious.

I know.

I really don't need this drama,
you know?

I don't think we have a choice.

We always have a choice, Simon.

I remember.

What?

The sun-room.

You.

I remember loving you.

I told you.

Some things just don't get lost.

Sometimes...

I can't help but think that
we're paying for what happened.

What do you mean?

I'll come back.

Think of me.

Clair.

Clair?

Clair!

How about a glass of water?

Since you're up.

What the hell
are you doing here?

You're not gonna start acting
funny on me, are you?

How did you get down here?

- You were just up...
- Off we go.

It's the year 2000, isn't it?

All year.

The Egyptians, they had
these things called calendars.

Mr. Travitt, will you please
stop pressing that button?

Wacko's flying high again, Doc.

Give him a shot in the ass
with something.

Don't break my balls.

I need to speak with you,
Mr. Cable.

You know, you should stop
trying to fight us.

Patients go through
extraordinary experiences.

...to help you get through it.

And after a trauma...

it's entirely possible...

experience these things.

So, how are you feeling
right now?

Any dizziness
or shortness of breath?

No.

I have some...

difficult news for you

concerning your brother.

We did everything
we could for him.

Is there anyone we can contact?
Your parents or...

No.

Both our parents are dead.

I don't know what friends
he had up here.

The last few years, we didn't
really get together that much.

If it makes you feel any better,

you donated blood
to your brother last night.

What did he need my blood for?

Oh, he needed a transfusion
after the accident.

He was with me?

Wait. I thought I had
the accident before.

Great.

H.G. Wells back from the future.

It's been a long night.

You're completely loony,
you know that, don't you?

So, you want to talk
about horse racing?

What?

Tomorrow morning, they're gonna
open me up and cut out my heart.

Gonna replace it
with a mechanical pump

that's supposed to keep me going

till my transplant
comes through.

I like playing the horses.

I like long shots.

I mean, if this is
the last conversation

I'm ever gonna have...

Ah, forget it.

You're not gonna die.

So you're a doctor now?

No.

A time traveler.

Just like you said.

I've seen tomorrow.

Trust me.

You're not gonna die.

Do you feel up
to seeing her now?

And who would that be?

Your brother's fiancée.

Why not?

Hey.

Thanks.

Hi, I'm Simon.

So nice to meet you.

Jesus.

No.

Sorry?

There's no way
you were engaged to him,

not even in my twisted head.

I was just having some coffee.

I wasn't really looking
to get married.

Actually, I did have a couple
of questions for you.

Yeah?

About what?

About the car accident
last night.

And about your brother.

I need you in the ICU.

Miss Hathaway.

Okay.
We can finish this later.

Can finish what later?

Simon?

Clair.

Jesus, are you okay?

I've been thinking about you,
but every time...

Is it true about Peter?

You were engaged to him?

Oh, my God.

How could this be happening?

You were with Peter, and I knew?

Simon, stop.
What's wrong with you?

We were having an affair?

He was my brother, Clair!

Don't do this.
Not now.

- Well, didn't you love him?
- Stop it!

- Did you ever love him?
- Of course I loved him!

Things change.
You know all this, Simon.

And us?
Why?

I guess now we have one
of those moments.

You know.

People are always talking
about them.

Something that happened.

Some moment that you wish
you could go back to and change.

Something you wish you could
have said or done differently.

So, would you?

Change what happened?

Wouldn't you?

It's really good to see you, Si.

Was that your brother's fiancée?

What do you want, Miss Hathaway?

You know, you can call me Anna
if you want.

I just wanted to tell you
something if you had a second.

What?

Well, you're gonna like
this story

'cause it's about your brother.

I was alone in the ICU
when he woke up.

What do you mean, he woke up?

It was really beautiful.

This one last fight for life
before he died.

Always check the patient's
blood pressure...

Mr. Cable?

Nurse Clayton! Patient
has recovered consciousness!

Vitals are dropping!

Simon did this to me.

Simon killed me.

I left it on by mistake
in my pocket.

I hate it when I do that.

Do you want some coffee?

Unh-unh.

That's wrong.
What he said.

I would never do anything
to hurt him.

I loved my brother.

Are you sure about that?

Why does this
even matter to you?

'Cause I think you're lying.

I am not lying.

How would you know?
You've been so confused.

I would know if I killed
my own brother or not.

See?
You're not really sure, are you?

Why are you doing this?

Anything could have happened,
and you wouldn't know it.

Who are you?

Who are you?

I guess I'm nobody.

Not like you.

Rich family, glamorous.

I'm just a girl who's trying
really hard to be seen.

Bet you see me now.

You're gonna blackmail me.

You're gonna blackmail me.

I love all those pictures of you
in the magazines.

Going to parties,
living the life.

You're fucking nuts.

Sometimes I think,

"Wouldn't it be so nice
to be part of it all?"

You listen to me.
I would never hurt my brother.

Do you understand?

If you want,
I can go to the police.

I'm pretty sure
they'd decide quickly

what you would or wouldn't do.

Would it be okay
if I called you "Simon"?

You know, 'cause we're gonna be
seeing a lot of each other.

You're psychotic.

Wait!
You can't do...

You just don't give a fuck.

Not anymore I don't.

It's just not gonna happen.

Come on, man.
I just fucking screwed up.

You screw everything up, Simon!
Mom was too easy on you.

I'm glad Dad didn't live
to see what you turned into.

I don't have to listen
to that shit.

I'm sick of it.

You're sick of it?
I'm sick of it!

Get out of my house.

What the fuck?
Your house?

- It's our house.
- It's my house!

Now, get out, Simon!

You can't just kick me out,
Pete!

Aah!

Where the hell are they going?

No! No!

No!
Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

All right, Mr. Travitt, we do have other...

I told you someone
was trying to kill me.

I told you,
but nobody wanted to listen.

Okay.

Mr. Cable.

Okay, just let me...

I had no choice.

Mr. Travitt.

No, it's not Travitt.
It's the one.

The one who was behind the door,
the one trying to kill me.

I told you to look.

I told you to fucking look!

Okay.

I'm just...

Let me go.
Going.

Yes.

Help me!

Somebody!

Somebody was just stabbed!

Get security!

No.

Security to the second floor.

Security to the second floor.

Don't do this to me.

Don't do this to me.

He's in that room.

All right.

Hey, take the stairs!

Got it!

Shit.
I'm still here.

Ohh!

My God.

Again?

You killed him.

No. This isn't real.
You understand?

This can't be real.

Ooh, ooh!
Aah!

Ow.

Do not move!

Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, Cable, my man, slow down.

It's you.

Last time I checked, yeah.
You okay?

Come on.

Look, I don't mean to be
out of line or nothing,

but you're really
starting to scare me here.

You know?

You okay?

Wait.

Hey! Cable!

Oh, shit.

Thank God.

You're alive.

That's a matter
of opinion, Wacko.

What's the problem?
You look worse than me.

Mr. Cable,
will you please leave?

He's all right.
See? He's just fine.

It was just all in my head.

Why don't you go back
to your own room?

I need you to tell me
about my brother's death.

Peter Cable, two years ago.

I need to know
exactly what happened.

- Soup tastes weird.
- It's the same as yesterday's.

In fact, it probably
is yesterday's.

You were here.
I need to know what happened.

Dr. Newman said you should
remember at your own pace.

But I can't.
I'm running out of time.

- Soup is too goddamn salty.
- Please!

Like my wife.
She'd oversalt everything.

Mr. Travitt, I'm sorry the food
isn't up to your standards.

But it is the best...

Okay, okay, calm down.
Calm down.

Calm down, Mr. Travitt.
Calm down. Calm down.

Oh, God, he's hemorrhaging!

What is it?

Gurney now!

And find Newman!
You're gonna have to help me!

It's not my fault.

Give me your hands now!

Press here firmly.

Okay.
Both hands!

There's so much blood.

I didn't mean to do it.

Move! Move! Move!

Nurse, give him some oxygen!

Get me a chest set.

Suction out the chest cavity.

We're gonna have
to hyperventilate.

Clear airway.

For Christ's sake,
I just told you it was my fault!

I killed him!

This has nothing to do with you.

I killed him!

Jesus.

Hey.

Let go of my arm, Mr. Cable.

Okay. Please tell me
about Peter Cable.

Two years ago.

Can you page Dr. Seymour
for me, please?

What happened to my brother?

He was brought in
by the paramedics.

Yeah?

And I think
there were three of you.

Doctor Truman, MVA has arrived.

We got two.
There is one en route.

Your brother's injuries
were so severe, Mr. Cable,

that after surgery,

he was hooked up to life support
on the ICU.

Where he died?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Was Nurse Hathaway
in the ICU that night?

Why don't you ask her yourself?

You know I know she was here.

- Clair, at the hospital.
- What do you want?

I just want to make sure
you're playing

by the rules of the game.

I gave in to you.

You remember.

What a surprise.

You're completely
out of your fucking mind.

Mm. See, there's
the old Simon I know.

You coming home, honey?

Not to you.

Want to bet?

You're bleeding.

I don't know what happened.

You hit your head in my memory,
and now you're bleeding.

I killed Travitt,
and now he's dying.

Anyway, now that you've made
your breathtaking recovery,

are we clear on the terms
of our arrangement?

- It's over.
- I will decide when it's over.

No, you won't.

The thing is, Anna,
none of this is gonna happen.

The thing is, Simon,
it happened.

And I'm gonna change it.

Everything's gonna be different.

You can't change anything.

This isn't gonna end like this.

I won't let it.

Take me back.

One, two, three, four.

Shit.

That was stupid.

Simon?

I love you, Clair.

Finally he says it.

I love you, too, Simon.

I wish I didn't.

But I do.

I think this is my favorite room
in the whole house.

All these things growing.

I could live in here.

Back in a minute.

Simon, what we just said
to each other.

It's serious.

I mean, it's really serious.

We do have a choice.

What are you saying?

I'm saying...

as much as I love you, Clair.

He's my brother.

I just can't do this to him.

But you can do it to me.

I have to.

Peter.

Peter, wait.

Peter, please,
can we talk about this?

I don't want to talk, Clair.

I don't even want to look
at you.

Peter, I...

Clair.

Get the fuck out.

Oh, shit!

Wait!
Clair!

Clair, wait!

We really need to talk, Pete.

I don't think I have anything
left to say to you.

Peter, please.

She was my fiancée, Simon.

Nothing happened between us.

You have to believe me.
She loves you.

- She's in love with you.
- You don't know that.

Simon, I want you
out of the house.

Peter, I didn't mean
for any of this to happen.

You make me sick.

You are not ending up with her.

Peter, don't go up there.
I made a mistake.

Your whole life's a mistake.
Mom was too easy on you.

I'm glad Dad didn't live to see
what you've become.

Why does it always
have to be about this?

This is what it's about.
And I'm sick of it!

- Now, get out of my house.
- It's our house.

That's over. Get out, Simon.
This time you lose.

Wait. Don't!
Don't go!

Don't go out there!

Aah!

Peter!

Oh, God.

Oh, Peter.

Jesus.

Hang on, man.

Hey, dude, just keep breathing.

It'll be okay.

I'm gonna change it, man.
I promise.

It'll all be different.

I'm gonna get you
to the hospital.

You're gonna make it, man.

You're gonna be all right, Pete.

I'm gonna get you
to the hospital.

Come on, just go!

You're gonna be all right, Pete.

There won't be an accident.

Back that truck up now!

Caucasian male.

Lacerations
to the head and neck.

Possibly 30 years old.

Get these cars out of here!

You all right?!
You okay?!

Take it easy.

I'm gonna take you
on a little trip.

Peter?

Simon, I'm back here.

A fire in summer?

I wanted a fire.
I figured "Why not?"

I'm learning to live a little.

It's really good to see you, Si.

It's good to see you, too.

Well, come here.

You okay?

I don't know.

No one says you have to know.

Anyway...

I know you like red.

Great.

You know, I was just thinking
how much I missed seeing you.

Like when we were kids.

Oh, God. We used to be up
in that attic for hours.

Yeah.

You know, I don't remember
why we stopped talking.

It doesn't matter now.

You're here.
We're talking.

That's all I wanted.

I'm not sure I can remember
what happened, Pete.

Your memory again?

I just...

I need to know what happened.

Why do you want to go
over this again?

You fell through the skylight.

Is that what happened?

I think you know
exactly what happened.

It's just too tough
for you to face it,

which I can understand.

Well, what about Clair?

She was coming back
for you, Simon.

You were driving us
from the house.

From the cliffs,
there's only one road.

There's no way
you could've seen...

Seen what, Peter?

I can't help but think

that we're paying
for what happened.

It wasn't supposed
to happen like this.

It doesn't matter now.

There's only one inescapable rule

in the game of life, kid.

Sooner or later,
everybody has to stop playing.

No, wait a minute.
There's something wrong, Peter.

There's something wrong.

I was gonna change everything.

This is your choice, Simon.

I thought I could change it.

You need to leave this
behind you, Simon.

For Clair, for me.

For Dad.

You died, Simon.

We all did.

And you can't move on
from all this until you let go.

Let it go.

I need another chance.

I know I could do better.

Simon, how many more chances
do you think you should get?

You all right?!
You okay?!

Take it easy, man.

I'm gonna take you
on a little trip.

Dr. Truman, MVA has arrived.

What have we got?

This is Mr. Simon Cable.

B.P. 110 over 70.
Watch your backs!

MVA! We need assistance!

One, two, three.

The time is 2000 hours.

He's crashing.
Get the defib.

One, two, three, four, five.

100.

Charging.

Clear!

- 200.
- Charging.

Clear!

It's your choice,
Simon, where you go.

It's your choice.

Time of death...

2002.

Easy.

Diazepam, 5 milligrams.

Easy, now, Mr. Cable.

You're gonna be fine.
Just having a nightmare.

You're in a hospital.
St. Jude's.

I'm Dr. Jeremy Newman.
I've been assigned your case.

You were admitted last night.

You don't remember?

Simon, this is the 29th of July.

The year is 2002.

And your wife,
whose name is Anna,

is waiting outside.

You died, Mr. Cable.