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On the house.

Welcome back, Dash!
Hiya, Sam.

Hey, uh, we've got a real, live
rock star in the house!

Where?

Hey...

- Thanks, Freddie! Cheers!
- Cheers.

You must be happy to have
this fool back.

Mm! You have
no idea, Freddie.

You know, at a certain point,
I need new stories

to continue living
vicariously through him.

- Oh...
- Hello. Hello.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Every day a new city,

new ladies,
but that gets tiring.

- Tiring?
- So tiring. This poor guy!

Okay. Okay, you're right.
lt's awesome.

I hate you.

But know what I want
more than anything?

What?

- To dig up worms...
- Oh, man!

...and go fishing with my
brother like when we were kids!

I'm going fishing
with my brother!

Okay

Another round, Freddie!

- Whew.
- Whoo!

- Oh, man, those drums.
- This one's for you!

We're in-- Just look at all
the people. Sing, go. Go.

You have
to do it running

But you do everything
that they ask you to

'Cause you don't mind
seeing yourself in a picture

As long
as you look far away

As long
as you look removed...

This is the part I know.
This is the part I know!

- Showered and blue-blazered...
-Now you got it!

- Fill yourself with quarz'ers..
- What does that mean?

- I don't know.
- Showered and blue-blazered

You get mistaken for strangers
by your own friends

When you pass them at night

Under the silvery, silvery
Citibank lights

Arm in arm in arm and eyes
and eyes glazing over

- Under
- Under

Under?

- Over, over!
- No, it doesn't mean that.

Another un-innocent,
elegant fall

Into the un-magnificent
lives of adults

Showered and blue-blazered

Fill yourself with quarters

Dash...

Oh, no.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You're pinned.

What are you...
What are you...

What are you saying, Dash?

I-I-I can't understand
what you're saying.

Somebody help me!

Please!

Help me!

Good morning.

Why don't I put
you up here.

That's a good view.

There you go.

Memory
is the ultimate definer

of our lives.

For what are our lives,
but a collection of memories...

memories of events,
experiences, emotions...

all stamped
onto our nervous systems...

all leading
to here and now...

making us each
the person we are today.

Without them, the present
would be void of context.

And complete.

Now, I want you
to close your eyes

and think of a memory
you associate with your youth.

Happy birthday!

Just let it come, unfiltered.

Now think of a memory
that makes you happy.

Now consider the most painful
memory of your life.

Now open your eyes.

The moments of your lives...

that make a life...

that define you.

We tend to think of memories
as these filed-away facts

stored safely in the brain,
when in actuality,

everything
that's happened to you

since the event
you remember

has altered the memory
of that event...

providing a new filter
through which you experience it,

a filter that changes,
and forgets,

and exaggerates,
and combines, and morphs.

But the pure experience
does still exist within you,

for your brain
has the ability

to remember every event
that's ever happened to you...

down to the greatest
of detail.

The problem is you have
no way of recalling it...

no way to clear
the filters of time

and get back to the truth.

Until now.

The Rememory machine
allows people

to experience
the truth of their lives.

What you're seeing before you

are actual extracted memories
from our test group.

Mom

Good morning,
birthday boy.

Please.

Quite simply,

this device allows people to
experience the real event again

by extracting
and transcribing

the actual memory
from their brain...

and displaying
it before them,

providing the opportunity
to understand

and, more importantly,
cope with their past.

Pure, uncluttered,
unfiltered truth.

Thank you
very much for coming.

Brilliant!
Absolutely brilliant!

You tapped
into the personal, Gordon,

and that is how you
change the world.

- We need more time.
- But why?

You've done what
you set out to do.

After what Neil just disclosed

minutes before I had to
go out there!

He shouldn't have put
such a concern before you.

I have a right to know!

It in no way
changes the science.

Then why did you
keep it from me?

I wish you'd see
that I was protecting you.

I'll tie up
all the loose ends.

All the research indicates
the machine is safe.

I want more time.

Those patients
are my responsibility.

Look, Gordon, you
are a brilliant man.

You've developed something
extraordinary,

something that will rival
the world's greatest inventions.

It will perfect the legal
system, cure Alzheimer's,

but more importantly,
it'll help people heal.

Focus on the good
it'll bring.

Be proud.

That prototype
is our future.

Hi, thank you.
Thank you for coming.

Thank you for coming.

- Gordon?
- Not here, Wendy.

I want them back.

They're not here.

They're locked away
at my house.

Well, get them.

Gordon, you have no right...

Ahem.

...to project my past in front
of people I don't even know.

You knew exactly
what this entailed,

and you know they're needed
to verify the research.

I didn't know
what you'd find.

And that you'd use them
to manipulate me...

You know that's
not what happened.

What happened, Gordon?

What happened?

Gordon, please,
just tell me.

Wendy... I'm sorry.

- Here she comes.
- Here she comes.

Let's take a picture.

Is it picture time ?

- Get... Get ready!
- Okay!

This is gotta be good,
don't mess it up.

- Make sure you frame us!
- Get together!

- Okay, we're together.
- Don't forget to smile.

Say cheese!

Cheese!

Daddy, come on!
Let's go build a sandcastle!

I can't think of a time in my
life when l've been happier.

Me neither.

Everything is
in its right place.

Gordon. Gordon.

Gordon!

Todd, what are
you doing here?

- We should talk.
- Uhh...

This isn't entirely appropriate.
What can I do for you?

- You brought things back...
- To help you work through them.

Things that should've stayed
buried in the past.

It's a process, Todd.

It can be difficult.
l've explained that.

- You fucked up my head!
- No. No, I didn't, Todd.

You came to me hurt and injured.
We're moving forward...

No. No, you...

You came to me.

My life? My life
was better before.

You ruined my life,

and now you're gonna make
a bunch of money?

Todd. Todd,
listen to me.

Jesus, Todd!

I can't think of a time in my
life when l've been happier.

Me neither.

Everything
in its right place.

No bullet wounds.

Yes, but those are bullet holes,
aren't they?

Mm-hmm.

Well, they weren't there
yesterday.

Any recent arguments,
disagreements between Mr. Dunn

and anyone here
at the company?

No, no. None
that I'm aware of.

Gonna need to see
the security footage,

names of all the people
with access to this building.

Yes, of course.

Come on,
that's a good girl.

Carolyn.

Gordon Dunn
was not only

a profoundly brilliant man,

but a profoundly good man,

a rare combination
in my experience,

and one that made him

an extraordinary person
to be around.

I count myself lucky...

I count myself fortunate...

for every moment I was able
to spend in his company.

This is a terrible loss.

He was a true pioneer,
and his work will live on.

We will mourn
him deeply at Cortex

as we begin to recover
from the shock.

This is not just
a Cortex loss...

this is the world's loss.

Why have the police opened
aninvesfigafion?

While we have no doubt
that he died of natural causes,

we simply want
to be beyond certain

that nothing unscrupulous
took place,

given the unfortunate timing.

But rest assured,
it will not delay

or alter the production
of the machine.

Thank you.

Neil, what do you have?

- Well, you're not gonna like it.
- Surprise me.

Well, as you know, the final
stages of the Rememory machine

were completed
almost entirely

by Gordon himself,
the essential steps.

Yes, but he must've left behind
extensive notes, plans...

You know how secretive
and protective he was.

That's why he demanded using
actual glass for the memories

instead of storing them
on a closed cloud server.

We're in his network,
but all his data is encrypted,

and sophisticatedly so.

I mean, it's actually
quite brilliant--

Are you telling me
that we can't reverse engineer

the product
that we engineered?

Not without Gordon's prototype,
at least not for some time.

Define "some time."

A year? Optimistically.

Well.
Well, it can't just be lost.

Let us know if there's
anything we can do.

Thank you. Bye.

I'm testing you.

- I don't think you remember.
- The sea lion.

Yes, yes!

Weeks after we showed them,

we showed them numbers
and symbols on the cards,

and then weeks after,

they could correctly identify
the matching cards.

That's amazing. Their brains
are a quarter the size of ours.

Mm. So that alone is
advanced cognitive function,

but you know what was
really incredible?

Hmm, what?

They could remember
the whole thing 10 years later.

People can't even do that.

Some people in particular!

- Hi.
- Hello.

- Hi.
- Um. Sorry.

I'm James Klinch.
I'm here for the reception.

Yes, I'm sorry,
I sent everyone away.

I just, I couldn't take any more
mindless platitudes. I'm sorry.

Thanks for coming.

Time heals all wounds.

Uh... that's
a really bad joke.

The platitudes...

lt's quite cheeky
under the circumstances, yeah.

I know you want to be alone,
but I just wanted to say

how truly sorry
I am. Truly.

Thank you.

How did you know Gordon?

He saved my life.

Now, that's a story
l'd like to hear.

Thank you.

You can help me
clean up.

We happened to be staying
at the same hotel one night.

He was there for a conference,
and I was there...

because my life
hadn't worked out,

not the way I imagined,
and I was in a bad place.

And the hotel was
a very tall building.

There was a terrible storm
that night,

but it was strangely warm.

It felt like a hurricane
was coming.

I couldn't sleep,
so I went down to the hotel bar.

It was a typical hotel bar,

which is to say

it's really the only thing
I can remember about it.

But Gordon was sitting there,
having a nightcap.

He seemed lost in thought.

I was... drowning in mine.

After a few moments,
he turns to me and he says,

"This night can go one
of two ways.

Either we can sit here drinking
alone with our thoughts,

or we can make something
out of it."

He smiled and ordered
a bottle of whiskey.

This whiskey.

And we talked
about everything under the sun.

I mean everything.

Our whole life story.

I told him things
I had never told anyone before.

I don't know, maybe it was
the storm or the booze, or...

something, it just felt like
the last night of the world.

We had so much to drink
that we go up to the roof

with the idea that we'll make it
until the sun comes up,

and we go out there
in the middle of this storm.

I mean, the wind
is blowing hard.

I remember thinking just how
powerful wind could actually be.

Against the storm, my problems,
they seemed so trivial.

We tried to get back inside,
but the door was locked,

so we were stuck out there
all night.

I woke up the next morning
and somehow I knew I'd be okay,

that l'd live.

Surviving that storm,
it saved me.

If Gordon could
still love life

after everything
he'd been through,

how could I not?

He never told
me that story.

I've never told
anyone that story.

We stayed in touch
a few times...

but really our friendship
was meant for one night.

I'm a little bit jealous.

It makes me feel like
I didn't know him anymore...

not since our daughter...

I guess maybe
I didn't for a long time.

You can convince
yourself that you do,

but then a complete stranger
shows up, tells you a story...

...then you realize, God, I
didn't even scratch the surface.

Yeah, I see, I'm sorry.
I didn't--

No, I'm-- I'm really glad
that you did.

Do you remember
the last conversation you had?

Mm, I wish I didn't.

I lost my brother.

Long time ago.

I'm sorry.

I was there when he died.

He said something to me,

but I can't remember
what he said.

I can remember every detail
of that night,

except the last words
he said to me.

It's funny how important
the details become.

I haven't even been able to go
into Gordon's office yet.

Everyone wants to get
their hands

on his papers and his journals,

and, frankly, it just seems
easier

to just shut the world out.

And all everyone wants
to talk about is his work,

as if that's
the most important thing.

It's not about his family
or his life

or memories that he
created,

and it feels like they don't
really care about him.

I mean, he was found dead
in his office

with gunshots in the walls,

and it's...

Gunshots?

Yeah, there's
an investigation.

I-I thought it was an aneurysm.
The papers said--

His office was ransacked,
and, God knows, it's confusing.

Do they know
who could've done that?

He was working with a lot
of troubled people.

I know that he was
having difficulties

with some of the participants
of the research study.

Have they found
anything yet?

I think we just
had the funeral

for the only person at Cortex
that could find anything.

You think they're
hiding something?

There's a part of me
that just thinks l just--

I'm never gonna know
the real truth,

and I didn't get
to say goodbye.

I just-- sorry.

I wish that I could've
been with him.

Oh, God.

Sorry, guh...

lt's okay.

So stupid, I...

I, no...

I completely lost it this
morning because I was trying

to get the coffee machine
to work, and I couldn't...

and Gordon, he just,
he made the best coffee.

You know, if I don't have coffee
in the morning,

I will cry like a baby.

I cry at everything, I do.
Won't stop crying.

Oh...

James, would you mind awfully
telling me the story again?

Oh, uh, sure.

Cheers.

It was a dark
and stormy night...

Thank you, James.

That was unexpected.

I hope you'll visit again.

I'm happy to.

Bye.

Pure, unfiltered truth.

With the technology
of the Rememory machine,

a pure memory is recorded
onto a memory glass...

objectively copied
from the brain

and able to be displayed

before the patient
and anyone else.

By re-experiencing
the memory,

a catharsis is created
for the patient

that would be impossible to
achieve by simply recalling,

a sort of theater
of memory,

in which the patient
becomes audience

to the truth
of their lives.

In the recording of a memory,

the role of the psychologist
or therapist is crucial.

The patient must be guided
to the memory to be recorded

to activate
that part of the brain,

even if it cannot
be remembered consciously.

The machine has the potential
not only to access,

but also to alter the brain's
synaptic pathways,

so there is the risk
that memories

can be corrupted, altered,
and jumbled.

While it's
theoretically possible

to constructively reset
or delete selected memories,

at this time the risks
are unknown.

Happy birth--

Sam, honey, come on!

Help me!

Ah, it's good to be home,
brother.

Ah, good to have you
back, brother.

Yeah!

I'm driving.

No, no, no, no,
this is my sweet ride.

Yeah, and I'm driving
your sweet ride.

Okay. You're driving me...

Other than the routine
security officers,

janitors,
and maintenance crew,

only three people came
into Cortex after 11 p.m.

Using limited-access
swipe cards.

However, none
of them appear

with the device
on any of our cameras.

These two we've identified

as participants in Gordon's
trial group,

and that... that's Neil.

Why would Gordon
be meeting

trial group members
here so late?

- Rather out of the ordinary.
- That I don't know.

But they arrived
within minutes of one another,

so it could be
a scheduled meeting.

Question all staff and crew
members working that night,

and then visit
all trial group members.

But be smart about it.

We can't let it get out
that we don't have the machine.

Uh, there's one other thing.

This guy. He never came in,

but he sat in the parking lot
for nearly 25 minutes.

- Who is he?
- We don't know yet.

Find out.

I need to find out
what happened to you, Gordon.

It's the least I can do.

Maybe I can't see your memories,

but I can see the memories
of those near you when you died.

You like staying at Grandma
and Grandpa's?

lt's okay.

They love having you.

You're lucky
that you have grandparents

and you're able to see them.

There's lots of kids wish they
still had grandparents.

But I want
to stay with you.

Mom.

No.

Mama!

Okay, Gordon,
let's meet your group.

Stay with me, come on!

I want to help you get back
to the truth of that event.

Go!

Can you tell me a memory
that fills you with self-hate?

When you keep this secret,
do you feel shame?

Mom? Mommy!

Good morning, birthday boy.
Please!

Does thinking of this
always make you so angry?

Do you miss your father?

I can show you
your past.

I understand.

It's gonna make his day
to see his Cousin Rafferty.

I hope so.

It's been forever
since l've seen him.

Charles, look who's here
to see you!

These plants,
they kept his brain alive.

I swear he remembers all the
days of the week

they need watering,

but none
of the other nurses here.

Isn't that right, Charles?

Charles? Cousin Rafferty's
here to see you.

I'll leave you to it.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hugh, is that you?

No... my name is Rafferty.

Charles, do you
remember Gordon Dunn?

The doctor?

Do I know you?

You brought it.

Do you want to watch?

Yes, please.

Come on.

Okay, Buster. All right.

My life. That's my life.

Cindy was... was my wife.

I was always true to her.

Charles, who are
the other people

in the group
working with Gordon?

I need to find them.

I remember one,
a woman, Allison.

She came here
to see me a few times.

Do you remember
her last name?

She never told me.

Just one more question,

if you can remember.

When you were recording
your memories,

what did Gordon tell you about
going back to a specific moment?

I-lt was all about focus...

Focus?

I thought I told you,
you have to let the water drain.

- Um, okay.
- I'll look at it myself.

Thank you, Charles.

Let it drain.

Yeah, sweets.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Dunn.

Good afternoon.

So, we got the results
of the toxicology report.

- And?
- Well, there were a few spikes,

but nothing that indicate
anything unusual.

Well, what about
the gunshots?

It's still
an ongoing investigation.

Now, we're still
running ballistics,

and Cortex is cooperating
with background checks

as well as security footage.

Eh, Lawton came 'round

this morning
to reassure me.

I think he just wanted to get
into Gordon's office.

Was everything all right
between you and Gordon?

Mm. Goodbye, Detective.

I'll be in touch.

- Allison?
- She's not here.

Can I help you?

Yes, my name is Basil.
I work for Cortex.

She's part of an experiment
group for us,

and it's my job to check in
on the participants

from time to time and make sure
they're doing well.

- You work for Cortex?
- Yes, ma'am.

And what is your name?

Basil. Basil Pine.

Well, Basil,
if that's the case,

you are truly shit
at your job.

I'm sorry?

Allison is dead.

She killed herself
3 weeks ago.

You didn't know.

I'm sorry.

Sorry doesn't bring back
my sister.

She was too fragile to be part
of your idiotic experiment.

Anyone with half an eye
could've seen that.

I have her memories.

I know about the difficulties
in your past, Allison.

I know the medications
aren't working.

I can help.

Happy birthday, Alli-boo!

This may take a while.

It's a process.

It may get worse
before it gets better.

That birthday,
we surprised her.

That was the last time
I saw her truly happy.

Do you think she
blamed the machine?

I think it suffocated her
in her own past.

What's the point
of this, anyway?

Why does the machine exist?

I'm not sure, exactly.

But Gordon Dunn believed
that we don't know

the true value of a moment
until it becomes a memory.

Maybe he was...

trying to get people to see the
value of a moment

before it changes
or gets lost forever.

Well, that's very nice
and flowery, but...

Did anyone
from Cortex contact you?

Gordon, or someone
from his group?

One phone call
from some guy named Robert.

- Lawton?
- That's right.

He offered me a check as long as
I didn't talk to anyone.

- Did you take it?
- Of course I took it.

Who couldn't use $50,000?

Anyway, you can't fight these
corporations. You never win.

No.

I'm very sorry
about your sister.

You know, there was
another guy came by,

a young guy,
kind of strange.

He said he was a researcher
from the doctor... Gordon.

What did he want?

To know if Allison
really killed herself.

That was all.

He seemed shocked
when I said yes.

You remember his name?

Neil Frankel.

- The valentine.
- What's that?

Nothing, just trying
to remember the name.

Mm.

Well, that's what he said.

But then again, you said your
name was Basil Pine.

Fill yourself
with quarters

Showered
and blue-blazered

Fill yourself
with quarters

Somebody help me!

Please!

Who are you
working for?

An interested party.
Who are you?

I worked with Gordon.
I was a research assistant.

Neil Frankel?

How did you find me?

I remembered your face
from the product launch.

I tracked you down.

- Pretty good memory.
- lt's photographic.

That's the reason why Gordon
wanted me

a part of the test group.

- He found it curious.
- What do you want from me?

The machine.

Is it missing?

- We need the machine!
- Who's we?

- Cortex!
- I don't-- I don't have it.

But I can help you find it
if you help me.

How?

Tell me what led to
Allison's suicide.

You're not supposed
to know about that.

There are people
looking for you--

A man has
been murdered.

We got bigger things
to worry about.

- It was an aneurysm.
- That's what they say,

but if you trusted Lawton, we
wouldn't be meeting like this.

Unless this is a set up.

Why did you
go see Allison?

I wanted to see
if it was true.

About her suicide?
But she'd been dead

for weeks
when you got there.

I didn't know that.
Not even Gordon knew--

How could you not know?

Her test phases
were over, it--

Lawton didn't
want us to know.

He was hiding it.

Yes, could you imagine
the headlines if it got out

that a patient had killed
herself during trials?

That would've been the story.

It would've ended
the whole thing.

By the time Gordon
found out,

he had no choice but to continue
with the launch.

But he didn't
know everything.

The research,
it's flawed.

- Lawton manipulated it.
- Why would they do that?

Because a not so small
percentage of people

were prone to adverse effects
of the machine.

Adverse how?

Explicit and emotional memories
getting confused

and playing out in reality,

over-firing of synapses,
hallucinations, time collapse.

Just like Allison.

If Gordon had known,
he would've fixed it,

I don't have a doubt,

but he would've needed
time, months,

and that's something
that Lawton didn't have.

He made certain promises.

There are issues
to be figured out,

but the machine
is incredible.

What it can do
for people, it...

Gordon deserves to be
remembered as a genius.

I think we're
done here.

If you find the machine,
you know where I work.

I'm looking for a young woman
who was part of the test group.

Well, there were two,
and now one of them's dead.

Mom? Mommy?

Please.

I love you.

Gordon.

We've tracked down the group,
but none have the machine.

I was saving this...

for Gordon's return.

I'm sure he
would've wanted you

to enjoy it
nonetheless.

Do you have any idea

the amount of pressure
crushing down on me?

We'll find it.

Yes, you will.

Good morning, birthday boy.

Please.

Does thinking of this

always make you so angry?

Wendy, this will help.

So, when you think of it,
do you still feel fear?

- Mom?
- Does your heart rate increase?

Mommy!

I understand.

I'll be here
if you have any questions.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Exquisite.

Reminds me of a memory.

Yeah? Of what?

My father.

He was a real outdoorsman.

Hunting, fishing,
hiking, all of it.

One day, he took my brother
and I out for a hunt.

It was rare that he
took both of us.

We dug a hole in the mud
and waited.

I just wanted
to make him proud.

After about an hour,
a rabbit popped up.

I grabbed my gun,

and he went from a quick hop
to a straight drop.

Blood everywhere.

Yeah, kind of wish
I could forget that one.

You have something you
wish you could forget?

Or someone?
Gordon Dunn, maybe?

Who are you?

I'm working for his widow.

I know about you and him.

- You think he was killed?
- I do.

And I know you
saw him that night.

I know you stole
the machine.

I loved him,
and he loved me.

Was it over?

It's not my choice.

Is that why you
took the machine?

To get back at him?

While I was working
with Gordon one session,

he-- he saw something.

It was nothing incriminating,
it was just this memory

from a few years ago
with the man I loved.

A private moment.

He had no right
to even see it.

So I wanted it back.

Imagine, to have your memories
watched by other people,

in front of an audience?

It was like my life
wasn't my own anymore.

Every memory became
clouded with Gordon.

But you didn't
get them back.

I tried.

I took the machine
from Cortex

and I went back
to Gordon 's house.

I just wanted to get
my memories back.

I didn't care
about the rest.

But then...
Gordon?

Gordon?

Gordon?

I even tried to go back,

but everything was gone.

I can't move on from this

until I have my memories back.

If you help me find
who killed Gordon...

I'll get them back for you.

If you haven't talked
to Todd yet, you should.

He was furious.

He was there that night?

Gordon was...

he was a brilliant man,

and a truly good man.

I still haven't decided
if his creation was.

Yeah, neither have I.

Why are you doing this?

Resolution.

It has one button.
Off and on.

Med school. Oxford.

Specifically, the woods
behind the lab.

Gordon was testing on animals
and I was freeing them,

and he got worried
that someone

was busting
out the primates,

so he came after me.

He found me in the woods
feeding sandwiches to Pickles.

Pickles?

Pickles the chimp.

Okay

It was a whole other time.

Funny how life goes, huh?

Years pass, and slowly
you find yourself defined

not so much by the things
that you do,

but the things
that you don't do.

I was gonna learn French,
write a book,

I was gonna have a happy,
huge, sprawling family,

and one by one, I didn't
do those things,

or those things
didn't happen.

And I am what is left.

I guess, in part, we're all
remains of unfulfilled dreams.

After Jane died, Gordon wanted
to have another, and I couldn't.

So he threw himself
into his work.

I think he really believed

that the machine could
change the past,

and when he realized
that he-- it didn't--

he found himself another woman
who didn't remind him of that.

And I still loved him.

I will always love him.

He was brilliant.

And the last thing
that I said to him...

was "You're an asshole."

And I have to live with that
memory and that reality and...

God, it just feels like
there's no ending.

I think there will
be an end to it.

I believe that.

And if we are, as Gordon said,
just the sum of our memories,

I'm really glad to have made
this one with you.

I can't think of a time in my
life when l've been happier.

One left.

No. No!

Excuse me. Hello.

- Pickup?
- What?

Do you have a pickup?

- Uh,no.
- So, how can I help you?

I wanted to ask you a few
questions about Gordon Dunn.

Get out of here.

- Okay. Just a few questions--
- Get out of here.

- Just a few quest--
- Get out!

Hey. Ahem.

Sir. Ahem.

How did you know
the combination to the safe?

I-I've seen
your memories, Todd.

What do you want from me?

Did you kill Gordon Dunn?

Put it down. Put it down!

I know he was killed,
I know you were fighting,

and I know you were
at Cortex that night.

I didn't kill him.
Put it down!

Just-- why were
you fighting?

Okay. I'll tell you.
I'll tell you.

I'll tell you.
Just put it down.

I wanted to kill him.

I really did.

He didn't tell us
what the machine would do.

Not at all.

He didn't tell us
it would...

bring back things
that we had buried.

You know, the mind forgets
things for a reason.

You didn't listen!
You never listened!

And now it's too late.

Take it easy.

Calm down, please. Please.

Take it easy. Calm down.

No, you don't want to--

Please, don't let
this escalate.

No, no. No!

When I woke up...

in the hospital, I had...

l'd forgotten everything.

And then the machine
brought it all back,

and it wouldn't stop
playing in my mind.

Her getting shot over...

and over.

I saw it everwvhere.

I couldn't turn it off.

It was my fault.

And then I found out...

that Gordon knew about
the shooting the whole time.

He chose you because he knew
what you'd been through.

He ruined my life,
you understand?

I asked him
to delete that memory,

and he wouldn't do it!

He brought back a memory

that my brain
had erased for a reason.

So, yeah, I was there in that
office that night to kill him.

And this time...

I had my finger
on the trigger.

And I couldn't do it.

I knew I couldn't
live with it.

Prove it.

...tell my life...

Gordon...

Gordon!

Uh, Todd, what are
you doing here?

You fucked up
my head!

You came to me
injured and hurt.

No. No, you,
you came to me.

My life? My life was
better before.

Jesus, Todd.

You ruined my life,

and now you're gonna make
a bunch of money?

That's not why.

You don't give
a shit about anyone!

Listen to me.

You know, when I fall,

my eyes roll back,

blood splattered...
blood splattered everywhere...

that's not a memory
you want.

lt's better than what
you've done to me.

Don't do it, Todd.

She lied to me.

Why would Wendy
want to set you up?

She blamed me for Gordon
breaking it off with her.

Why?

Because when I found
out about them,

I threatened
Gordon with it.

Told them l'd tell his wife
if he didn't fix me.

He talked me back,

but right after
he broke up with her.

I need to see what she saw.

That's not gonna happen.

She's not going back
in there.

I'll get her
on the machine.

I wouldn't be so sure.

I have what she wants.

Ah, a brand-new tent,
going camping up at Frost Lake!

Whoo! It's another
5 miles to hike,

but it gets us
past all the tourists.

We'll have it to ourselves.
What do you say, brother?

You're not here, Dash.

What are you talking about?
Of course I'm here.

- We're going camping, man.
- You're not here.

You're dead.

Dead, what
a stupid thing to say.

Of course I'm here.
I'm not dead.

What-- Where you going, man?

What is this?

What the-- What the hell
is going on?

I'm right here!

You're dead, Dash,
and it's my fault.

That doesn't sound like
a brotherly thing to do.

I couldn't let Dad blame me
for your death.

It would only prove him right.

I had to ruin your name
not to ruin my life!

You did more
than ruin my name.

We found him.
He came to see the old man.

He matches the description,

and the nurses said
he was carrying a briefcase.

Same one Gordon
used to bring.

Let me take care of it.

Understood.

- James?
- Hi, can I come in?

I need to talk to you.

Are you okay?

James, what's the matter?

I need to tell
you something.

I haven't been
completely honest with you.

- Why do you have that?
- I took it.

You stole it?
That's Gordon's life's work.

I'm trying to figure out
what happened to him.

I'm so close!

This machine, it's--

Who is that?

- Oh, it's Lawton.
- Oh, shit.

You can't let him
know that I'm here.

You stole the machine.
Why wouldn't I?

Because I think I know
who killed Gordon,

and Lawton has been lying.
He lied to you, Carolyn...

...and he lied to Gordon.

Please, Carolyn,
you have to believe me.

- Robert.
- I need to talk to you, Carolyn.

Come in.

Can I get you anything?

No. No, I'm fine,
thank you.

How can I help?

There seems to be more
to Gordon's death.

Hmm, in what way?

When I saw him that night
in-- in the office,

he had the Rememory machine
with him,

but in the morning, and I was
one of the first ones there,

it was gone,
his office ransacked.

Someone took it.

Are you saying someone
killed him for the machine?

It rather would appear so.

Tent's all set up.

Let's start a fire.

Why haven't you told anyone?

We need to keep this quiet.

Word cannot get out
that the machine is missing.

- You can't just not tell--
- Carolyn.

I know who did this.

Do you know who this is?

- No.
- His name is Samuel Bloom.

No, he doesn't
use it much.

He has the machine,

and we believe he's the one
responsible for Gordon's death.

If you see him,
or he tries to get

in contact with you
in any way,

it's crucial that you
let me know immediately.

As you know, the...

the police have been
useless in this matter...

but Cortex won't be.

- Sure.
- Good.

Carolyn, it's important...

that word of
this doesn't get out

- for Gordon's work.
- Of course.

I know that he and I have had
our differences in our approach,

but you must know
that I believed in him,

and I only want his creation
to be his legacy.

You want that, don't you?

I would imagine that a man
so obsessed with memory

would want people
to remember him,

more than his invention.

Yes, of course.

You know, I would...

I would hate it if I found out
that you were lying.

I think you
should leave.

Good evening.

- Who are you?
- Carolyn, please.

Tell me, or I'm
calling the police.

I'm sorry I lied to you.
I had to.

- Why?
- To help.

By stealing the machine?
What's your name?

What's your real name?

- Samuel Bloom.
- Did you kill Gordon?

- No.
- Did you even know him?

Did you meet at the hotel?

Was any of that true,
the story that you told me?

He told me about Jane.

How he blamed
himself, and...

how much he missed her...

that she wanted
to go to Scotland

to see the real castles,

and you were planning
on taking her.

You were going to surprise her
for her tenth birthday.

That he loved you more
than anything, and he just...

He couldn't go on
without you,

but there were times when you
reminded him so much of Jane

that he just
couldn't bear it,

that he was working
on something revolutionary

that would allow him
to be with her again.

I need your help, Carolyn.

There was a woman, part of the
test group, Wendy Polk.

That's her.

She lied to me.

I know now that she was the
last person to see Gordon alive.

We need to get her
on this machine.

We need to see
what she saw.

I'm gonna need
your help to do that.

I want to try it.

- You ready?
- Mm. No.

My beauty-

You have made
a commitment to me.

It will free us up.

You have made
a commitment to me.

Can I put the star
on top of the tree?

Look, Mommy!

Beautiful.

I know you were
the last one who saw him.

- And I know you killed him.
- No.

I loved him.

Oh, is that right?

I hated him the day he died,
but I was in love with him.

All you were to him
was a distraction.

I know more than you think.

I know a part of his life
that you don't.

I still believed in him.

I also know memories he had
that you don't know about,

that he only shared with me.

I know a whole man
you didn't.

Wow.

You're quite a confident
little shit, aren't you?

But he chose you, so...

We can't even share
our stories,

and now I am left
with nothing.

Well, we're both left
with nothing.

I just... I want
all this to be over.

I want my memories back.

Well, if you want
your memories back...

l'd like you to do
something for me.

Gordon? Oh, Jesus Christ!

Gordon? Gordon, wake up!

Please wake up!

Please wake up.
Please, please, please wake up.

Wake up.

What have you done?
What did you do?

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Oh...

So he was already dead
when you arrived.

I'm so sorry.

These are yours.

Thank you.

You should have this.

It's time.

Ah, it's good
to be home, brother.

It's good to have
you home, Dash.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- What, I'm driving!

No, no!
This is my sweet ride.

Man, I'm driving
your sweet ride.

Okay. Okay.

You're driving, ah!

- Showered and blue-blazered..
- That's great, though.

You get mistaken for strangers
by your own friends

When you pass in the night

Under the silvery, silvery
Citibank lights

Arm in arm and arm and eyes
and eyes glazing over

- Under. Under!
- Over!

- Under! Surprise.
- I don't--

Whatever it was.

Another un-innocent,
elegant fall

Into the un-magnificent lives
of adults

Yeah, come on! Come on, rock
star! You take it!

Something to believe
in your heart of hearts

When you've something to wear
on your sleeve of sleeves

So you swear you just
saw a feathery woman

Carry a blindfolded man
through the trees

Showered
and blue-blazered

Fill yourself
with quarters

Showered and blue...

Come here, Dash.
You're pinned!

I'm just gonna turn you--

Come on, Dash!

Shit!

Wait. Hey, hey. Easy.

I-I can't understand
what you're saying.

Another... another
un-innocent, elegant fall

Into the un-magnificent lives
of adults

You were just
singing the song.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Help me!

Somebody help me!

Please!

Oh, my God.

Dash, I got you.
Come here.

I'm gonna have to leave
you here, man.

Okay? You stay here.

You ruined my life,

and now you're gonna make
a bunch of money?

Jesus, Todd.

You don't give a shit
about anyone!

Todd, listen to me.

The moment I fall,
and my eyes roll back,

blood splattered everywhere,

you'll have to live with that,

and it'll be worse
than any memory

that was brought back
for you.

Oh...

lt's better...
than what you've done to me.

Todd...

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

What have I done?

What have I done?

Oh, God.

- Here she comes.
- Here she comes.

Let's take a picture.

- Is it picture time?
- Get together.

Okay, we're together,
we're together.

- Say cheese.
- Cheese!

Perfect.

Let's go build a sandcastle.

Build a sandcastle.

I can't think
of a time in my life

when l've been happier.

Carolyn.

Me neither.

Everything in its right place.

Right place.

...star on top of the tree?

Cheese!

Oh, my God!

Dad, I love you.

That was a beautiful day,
sweetie.

It was a beautiful day,
but there were so many days.

There were so many memories.

Mm...

The machine killed him.

When I met Gordon
at the hotel...

I knew who he was.

I wanted
to apologize, but...

there were no words...

just like there are
no words right now.

I wanted to tell you everything,
but I-I-I...

I just, I couldn't.

If you watch this,
you'll understand who I am...

who I really am.

I'm truly sorry, Carolyn.

I'm so sorry.

Goodbye.

Sam...

Sam, James, Rafferty...

Whoever you really are,
thank you.

We define our lives
by our memories.

Who we are
on a particular day

is the result of memories
from every day before.

But memories are elastic,
malleable,

often mercurial things.

I think of my own life,
the sum of my memories.

Like any man, l've done many
things that I feel guilt for.

I feel pain
from so many things...

for the damndest of things.

Memories of true happiness
are what make life worth living,

but they're so often lost
in the sea of bad ones.

We are nothing more
than the memories we keep...

memories of overwhelming joy...

profound sadness...

gratitude...

pride...

grief...

despair...

remorse...

passion...

regret...

regret.

regret.

But the strongest memories
we carry with us

are ones of love.

Afternoon, Oliver.

Afternoon.

It's Sam.

My name is Sam.

Well, then, afternoon, Sam.

And finally, hope.

Now, I want you
to think of a memory,

first thing
that comes to mind.

Go ahead, close your eyes.

I could walk out

But I won't

In my mind I am

In your arms

I wish someone

Would take my place

Can't face heaven
or the hell I face

No one's cared for
all the time

If you lose me
I'm gonna die

How completely

High was I

I was off
by a thousand miles

Hit the ceiling

Then you fall

Things are tougher
than we are

I could walk out

But I won't

In my mind
I'm in your arms

I wish someone

Would take my place

Can't face heaven
or heaven face

Let's go wait
out in the fields

With the ones
we love

Let's go wait
out in fields

With the ones
we love

Let's go wait
out in fields

With the ones
we love

Let's go wait
out in fields

With the ones
we love

She's a griever

Not a believer

It's not a fever

It's a freezer

I believe her

And I'm a griever now

She's a griever

Not a believer

It's not a fever

It's a freezer

I believe her

And I'm a griever now

Become the man on the right

And heaven-like

We'll all arrive