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Wake up. Wake up.

Wake up.

I cut the power.

We have got about ten seconds

before that alarm brings an entire team down here.

Here.

- We need to go. - Okay, go.

Go.

Okay, come on.

Go.

No. No. No.

No. No. No. No.

Let go.

You have to go now.

- No. I won't leave you. - Let go.

- No. - I promise I will find you.

You have to go.

Go. Go.

You have another nightmare?

Yeah.

Baby, what are we going to do with you?

I don't know.

Do you want to talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about.

Same dream?

Same dream.

Same time.

I am trapped, being chased.

Can't get away.

And then I wake.

And that's it?

It's just you, nobody else?

No. Just me.

Is it me?

Is what you?

I don't know.

You're alone. You can't get away.

Is it us?

- Do I make you feel trapped? - No.

Babe,

I know this isn't exactly what we had in mind when we were younger, but...

This castle?

Who gets everything they fantasise about, right?

I got you.

Come here.

It's just a dream. That's all it is.

Okay?

Well, we're going to have to get you some better dreams.

That would be nice.

Oh, come on.

- Shit. - What is it?

Another bombing in the U.F.B.

Passenger train.

Goddamn Resistance.

I am going to have to catch the 6:30 departure.

They're calling all emergency personnel to go up top.

I got to go.

We will pick this up tonight, okay?

Try and get a little sleep.

Sleep scares me.

Well, dream of me.

Okay.

But not in these pants.

The bomb went off just moments after the commuters boarded.

We are being told rescue teams are still searching for survivors.

The death toll is at 144 and still rising.

This marks the fourth attack in United Federation of Britain in as many months.

And all signs point to terrorist leader Matthias and his Resistance movement.

The U.F.B. exploits us.

The workers of The Colony deserve equality.

The Fall enslaves us all.

Chancellor Cohaagen pointed to this as proof

that Matthias does not seek a peaceful path

to independence for The Colony, but rather a prolonged and bloody conflict.

And with overpopulation figures in the U.F.B. continuing to rise,

this could not come at a worse time.

You will recall the last attack occurred six weeks ago.

Federal police have since attributed that bombing to Carl Hauser,

a former intelligence officer turned traitor

now considered to be Matthias' right-hand man.

No word yet as to whether Hauser had a role in this morning's incident.

Going somewhere? No?

Well, don't let that stop you.

That fantasy that remains forever out of reach?

Not any more.

At Rekall, we will provide you

with a complete set of memories all your own.

Rekall.

We can remember it for you.

All passengers, please report to your designated gates.

This is the final boarding call for the 7:15 departure.

Wake up to the truth.

Cohaagen is counting on your complacency.

Don't let them ship you across the Earth like cattle.

Come on, move.

Matthias speaks the truth.

The Fall enslaves us all.

- Hey, buddy. You look like shit, man. - All section A departures are located...

- Thanks. - No offence.

I feel like shit. None taken.

I ain't sleeping so well, man.

Hola. Privet.

Welcome to The Fall.

7:21 a.m.

Travel time to United Federation of Britain: 17 minutes.

Dropping in 60 seconds.

Has it ever occurred to you

that we always sit in these exact same seats?

For years now... Why?

I don't know.

They're seats. We have asses.

Seems like the logical thing to do.

I am talking about us following the same routine, all right,

day after day, year after year without even questioning it.

Want to switch it up?

No sweat.

Please make sure all personal belongings are stored

below your seat before departure.

Oh, yeah.

Much more happening on this side.

Good call.

- Dick. - The Fall dropping in

four, three, two, one.

Have a nice day.

Despite recent talks between Chancellor Cohaagen

and The Colony's governor,

the Chancellor has announced that he will be stopping all

humanitarian aid to The Colony in light of this morning's bombing.

As much as I want to focus our efforts on cleaning up The Colony,

today's terrorist attacks means that funding

will have to go to bolstering our synthetic federal police force.

The protection of our citizens will always come first.

Approaching core.

Please prepare for gravity reversal.

Security elevated to level three. Please remain in scanners until cleared.

Looks like that bomb set off a hell of a panic up here.

Identification documents must be in hand and ready to present to the security officer

before entering the screening area.

All factory personnel must enter through security gate 12.

Hey, what do you know about Rekall?

- That mind-altering shit? - Yeah.

Do yourself a favour, Doug, stay away from them.

Why is that?

Remember Travis from shift three?

Travis went to Rekall for his bachelor party.

Wanted to be king of Mars or some shit.

I'd like to go to Mars.

Got himself lobotomised.

Any available biometric tech, please report to the central office. You believe those stories?

Any available biometric tech, please report to the central office. You believe those stories?

- About Rekall? - Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Come on.

You never thought about it, just a little bit?

I don't need to think about it.

Don't mess with your mind, man.

It ain't worth it.

All right, all right, listen up.

Maybe I need my mind messed with.

We're starting double shifts again.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Don't blame me. - Fuck me.

I don't want to be here any longer than you do, okay?

They have increased the production of police synthetics

thanks to that shit this morning, so...

So take all your complaints to Chancellor Cohaagen.

Now, which one of you fine, upstanding assholes wants to train the new guy?

Come on.

Hey.

Synthetics coming down.

Section three weld scanners are temporarily offline.

Heads up. Coming your way.

Don't hold it like that.

Hold it here.

If you hold it there and the synth shorts,

one of those bolts will shoot straight through your hand.

No shit, huh?

No shit.

Easier ways to get a day off.

Thanks.

Hey, you know, your friend was wrong, by the way.

About Rekall.

What, you have done it?

Been three times already.

Really?

Best memories I have.

A whole lot better than this shit.

Hey.

Ask for Mac.

Okay? You're going to thank me.

Douglas Quaid, please report to factory operations.

Hey.

Any word?

Matter of fact, I just heard.

Come on. Don't leave me hanging.

They're going with someone from the outside.

All D.V.T. techs must report to their team leaders...

Look, as far as I am concerned,

you're ten times more qualified than this asshole

they're bringing in. What is it, then?

I mean, come on, Marx.

I have been killing myself the last quarter.

All those extra hours I have been doing.

I am exceeding my quota.

Come on, man, you know how it is.

You're from The Colony, he's U.F.B.

He's got a fancy education and all the right connections.

Right. Right.

Come on, you're saying I am stuck on the assembly line?

I am going to lose my mind.

I am really sorry, Doug.

I have done all I could do.

All right.

Thanks for trying.

Gates nine through 18 now closed.

Gates nine through 18 now closed.

Section A departures will reopen in 40...

All right, finally.

- Cheers. Salud. - Yeah. Jesus.

Hey, buddy.

- Hey. - How you holding up?

I have been better.

Lori working tonight?

Yeah.

Hey, Murray. Same.

You ever learn how to play the piano?

Yeah, I always wanted to learn to play the piano.

What's with you today?

What?

It's not just about the promotion.

You have been zoned out all day.

I have been having these dreams.

Dreams?

Yeah, feels

like I am doing something you know...

Something...

Something that matters, something important, you know?

Nope, not so much.

You don't think what we do is important?

Really? Come on, Harry.

We commute halfway around the world for shit jobs,

for shit pay, to come to this shit bar and get drunk on too much shit beer.

- No offence, Murray. - Yeah.

What? Are you actually happy with how your life's turned out?

Is there something wrong with it?

No. You know what? You're right. Forget it.

I am just...

Forget it.

All right, big guy. Tomorrow.

Hey.

My advice?

Go ahead.

Figure out a way to deal with whatever the hell it is you're going through

before you mess your shit up for good.

It's possible I might have drank too much.

Yeah, it's possible, Harry.

I am going to go throw up on something now.

Okay. And you're going to get your shit together....

and go home, you hear me?

Yeah, I think everyone heard you, Harry.

Night, Dougie.

Good night.

Seem like you're looking for something.

Is it this?

Anything goes here.

Trust me, baby, you're going to wish you had three hands.

I am looking for Rekall.

You know where I can find it?

Stairway to heaven, over there.

Thank you.

Welcome to Rekall.

First time?

Yeah. That obvious, huh?

It's fine.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

This is a safe place.

My friend Marek gave me this card, told me to ask for Mac.

- He's right inside. - Thanks.

Remember to have a good time.

Welcome.

Hey.

You're a friend of Marek's.

Yes.

Yeah, we work together.

Is that it?

That is it.

And it feels like real life?

What is life but our brain's chemical perception of it?

Your eyes see, your brain chemistry reacts.

Here, we just remove the middleman and we go straight to the chemistry.

Does that make it any less real?

An illusion, no matter how convincing, is still just an illusion.

That's very good.

You're right, objectively.

But from the inside,

subjectively...

I assure you, it's quite the opposite entirely.

Listen, I get it.

I get it.

You're here because you feel like something's missing.

You got some tug, some longing for something more.

We're going to give you that thing.

Is that right?

Could be something you could never afford to do.

Something secret you have always wanted to try, but you would never, ever dare.

What do you mean, secret?

Anything.

Tell us your fantasy. We will give you the memory.

You want to be rich and famous?

Worshiped by millions?

Maybe something with a little more adrenaline, huh?

Crime fighter? Or world-class athlete?

Secret agent. That's you. Right?

Clandestine bank accounts, coded messages. Secret agent.

I could do that.

Yeah, as an intelligence operative.

You could be working for the Resistance.

Maybe you work for Cohaagen.

Or why limit yourself? Why not both?

One last thing, Doug.

As a matter of full disclosure,

none of the secret life elements you chose can actually be true.

See, the thing is, a lot of guys

come in here, they want the secret mistress trip

when they already have one, a real one, on the side.

We can't do that.

It would cause irreparable conflict and confusion.

That's how brains get blown.

Don't worry, I don't have any secrets.

I am sure you don't, but just in case,

we're going to run a psycho polygraphic panel on you anyway.

Marcus, go.

You're going to have such a good time, you're not going to want to come back.

Look at that.

Looks like your wife does have a man who appreciates her.

No conflict there.

Sorry. Still the best way to get chemicals into the human body.

All right.

Let's get this show on the road.

Get ready to save the world.

Happy trails, man.

You can tell me all about it when you get...

Wait.

What?

Shit.

Shit? What is it? What's wrong?

Yank that needle out before it takes.

What is it? What's wrong?

- You lied. - Lied about what?

- Son of a bitch. - Look, I don't have a mistress.

- What are you talking about? - Mistress?

You're a goddamn spy.

Vitals are everywhere.

Why are you here? Why?

Federal police.

- Federal police. On your feet now. - No, wait.

This is all a mistake. It's all...

I am nobody.

- I am nobody. - Hands on your head now.

Okay.

Turn around.

Okay.

Holy shit.

118.5, code six. 105 north...

Go.

Move, move, move.

Federal police.

Team one, have you

secured the suspect?

Team one, advise. Let me know what's going on in there.

Stevens, get an eyeball in there now.

Shit. They're all down.

He's all alone.

Let's punch it.

Fall back. Fall back.

Cover the exit.

In what is being described

as a terrorist attack, a solitary gunman opened fire

on a squadron of federal police at the Rekall Lounge in downtown Fremont.

We are still awaiting word on precisely how many casualties there are. Yes.

- But officials now confirming... - Okay.

...that at least 20 officers have been killed...

Oh, my God, Doug.

I understand. Yeah.

- Thank you. - Lori.

- I am so glad you're here. - Of course I am here.

I have been going out of my mind.

Where have you been?

Look, something bad has happened.

No, I know. I just got the call.

We have all been put on standby.

You don't understand.

What?

Oh, my God.

Doug, are you okay?

Lori, it wasn't the Resistance who killed those sentries.

It wasn't terrorists.

It was me.

What was you?

Lori, I am the one who killed them.

You killed 20 armed men?

No. No, it was more like ten.

But you killed them?

With what, honey, your book?

- Lori, look, I am serious. - Doug, you're scaring me.

I am sorry.

This is going to sound crazy, okay?

I went to Rekall after work.

- And... - What?

- What did they do to you? - Nothing.

Nothing. I sat in the chair, they hooked me up.

Before they could do anything, the police burst in.

They tried to take me.

And I just reacted.

And I killed them.

Listen, you didn't kill anyone, Doug.

Trust me, I killed everyone.

No, sweetheart, don't you see?

Whatever you think you did had nothing to do with any of this.

Those assholes screwed with your mind,

and now you're having some kind of a paranoid delusion.

Those places are really dangerous.

Whatever it is that happened, we're going to get through it.

Come here. Come on.

Come on.

It happened so fast.

It's okay, we will figure it out.

I am sorry.

Lori, I can't breathe.

Come on.

What the hell are you doing?

Lori, what the...

Lori, what the...

Lori, goddamn it, what are you doing?

My job.

Are you crazy?

Am I crazy?

That's a good one, Doug.

Considering you don't even know who the hell you are.

Do you really believe a factory worker could take out

an entire room of highly-trained men?

Tell me what is going on.

Talk.

Or we can skip straight to "Until death do us part."

I am not your wife.

That's bullshit. We have been married seven years.

I am U.F.B. police intel, assigned to play your wife.

Six weeks ago, I didn't even know you.

What are you talking about?

It's true.

Your memory was replaced, your mind was implanted

with a life you think you have lived.

You keeping up, baby?

There is no Douglas Quaid, there never was.

Are you saying I don't...

This...

Every... Our marriage...

What can I say? I give good wife.

Come on.

Deep down, did you really believe

someone like me would marry someone like you,

live in this shithole?

If I am not me, then who the hell am I?

How would I know?

I just work here.

Speculate.

If I had to guess,

all the trouble Cohaagen's taken to hide you from the Resistance,

you must be fairly important.

And with your skill set, I think it's highly doubtful you're his gardener.

Cohaa...

Cohaagen's trying to hide me?

Why are you trying to kill me?

Talk.

Call it seven-year itch, Doug.

And by the way, you haven't even begun to see me try to kill you.

No.

Shit.

Team three, break position.

I need you on-site now.

Glide two seven, understood.

Shit.

Move.

Shit.

I want his phone back on the grid now.

Hey.

Move.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

It's Hammond.

I don't know any Hammond.

Oh, shit.

You said this might happen.

Look, find a piece of glass.

Put your hand to it.

Do it now.

They really did a number on you, didn't they?

Who the hell are you?

You honestly don't remember any of it, do you?

No. No, I don't.

Remember what? How do you know me?

We worked at federal intel together.

Look, there isn't much time.

You said to me that if you ever pop back on the grid, I was to phone this number.

The grid?

Your phone.

It's been reactivated.

How do you think they have been tracking you?

Look, you asked me to give you a message, so I am giving it to you. Get the key.

The key? What is the key?

You said you'd know.

Yeah, well, I don't. So tell me what it is.

Look, I know we were close,

but this is getting too dangerous.

If they find out I have contacted you, I will be...

Just... Just tell me what's going on.

All right, who is it you think I am?

Look, there isn't any time.

If I were you, I'd get rid of that phone.

- All right? Now. - How can I get rid of the phone?

It's in my goddamn hand. How am I...

Hey, wait.

10549. 10549.

Come on.

Holy shit.

What is that?

Where can I get one?

- What the hell? - Yo, come on.

Hey, Robo-dick, that's mine.

Going somewhere? No?

Well, don't let that stop you.

That fantasy that remains forever out of reach?

Not any more

At Rekall, we will provide you with a complete set of memories all your own.

Rekall.

We can remember it for you.

Come inside. We have hot food for you.

Quaid must have known we'd be tracking it.

How the hell would he have known that?

Oh, shit.

He made you look like a fool.

He'd had major tactical training, sir.

I wasn't made aware of that.

How the hell did he get activated?

An agent in place told me he'd gone to Rekall.

I sent a team in, but his memory implant had been blown before they could get to him.

He's clearly regaining some memory fragments.

I am 15 minutes behind him.

No lethal force.

I want him alive, do you understand?

Who the hell is this guy, sir?

Take me off display.

Line is secure.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Why is he still alive?

Yes, sir.

- We kill him on sight. - But the Chancellor said...

I am sorry, say again?

- Sorry. - The Chancellor's not here

on the ground.

Believe me, if that target's given even half a chance, he will end us.

If you see him, you shoot to kill.

- Is that understood? - Will you lay off, asshole?

I keep telling you, that's my phone.

The guy gave it to me, I swear.

Where was he going?

Who?

The man that gave it to you.

Lady, do I look like a psychic? How the hell do I know?

All I am saying is that phone is my personal property now, okay?

I know my rights, so you all can just...

Hey.

When you have got your breath back,

you're going to tell me everything

that man said to you, starting from the beginning.

Who are you?

I am his wife.

Okay. You're good.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, I have a safety-deposit box here.

It's 10549.

Okay.

This way, please.

You can use any one of these client rooms.

And I will just be outside, if you need me.

Thanks.

Okay.

They're going to be coming for me any second,

so I need to make this quick.

Okay, you're going to find this hard to believe

but you're not the person you think you are now.

If you're watching this, it means I failed to escape. It means,

it means they succeeded in giving you

a new name, a new identity

and a new set of memories... Everything, everything.

Anything you think you know about your life

it's not real.

You have to believe me.

The most important thing for you to do now,

is get to my apartment.

Get to my apartment.

549 Hysperion, Block D.

I want to tell you more, but I can't trust you yet

My only hope is, if you are me,

you found the key and you know what to do with it.

You found the key and you know what to do with it.

What key? What key?

- What key? - Good luck.

- Good luck, buddy. - What...

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Passengers may proceed to security screening.

Please have your identification documents ready.

Hold it.

Sir, I am going to have to ask you to step through the scanner again, please.

How long are you here?

Two weeks.

Are you a citizen of The Colony?

Yes.

How long is your stay?

Three days.

What is your business in the U.F.B.?

Thank you.

Excuse me?

Three days.

Yes. Thank you.

- That's him. - What the...

Everybody down.

East side exit.

Go, go, go.

We have a visual.

- Coming through. - Go, go.

We have alerted all units outside.

How the hell did he get a weapon past the scanner?

He didn't.

Perfect.

Move, move, move, move.

Clear, clear. Move.

- Alert 6246. - Hey.

All units, take position.

- He's headed up to I-19. - Copy that.

Move it.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Get in. Now.

I can't believe it's you.

You recognise me?

I don't know.

Wait.

Do you know who I am?

I have been looking for you everywhere.

Suddenly, you show up on all the police scanners.

Oh, shit.

Hold on.

You really don't remember me?

No.

I have seen you before, but it's...

It's okay.

It's okay. I can explain everything.

Central 99, air support has visual

on the suspect traveling north on Interstate 19.

Oh, shit.

Lori.

Who?

It's my wife.

You're married?

It's safe to say we're separated.

Here, you drive.

Suspect is headed to suspension level three.

Repeat, he has headed to suspension three.

AV-81, he's headed eastbound on Wellington.

I want you there before he is, do you copy?

Copy that, 905.

All vehicle and air support, proceed to Wellington.

Establish a barricade in zone 217.

Central, I want all units to maintain their perimeter.

Drive him into that barricade.

Do not allow him any room for evasion.

Is that clear?

Copy that, 905.

All vehicles, hold position.

Oh, shit.

Shit.

Warning, mag suspension cannot be

disengaged while vehicle is in operation.

What the hell are you doing?

You're going to need your seat belt on.

Warning, mag suspension cannot be disengaged while vehicle is in...

They have got a lock on the vehicle.

Are they clear to engage?

You are clear to engage.

- Got it? - No, no.

- You got it? - Yes.

Shit.

Welcome. Operating systems activated.

The key, the key, the key.

I am recording this message

as a fail-safe, so if you're watching this now,

it means you're in some seriously deep shit.

But the good news is you made it here, which means my instincts are right.

Somewhere inside of you, you're still me.

My name...

Your name is Carl Hauser.

Oh, shit.

This recording has limited interactive capabilities.

Please rephrase the question.

You work with Matthias.

Yes.

But I have never met the man.

Hardly anyone has.

I was given a direct order by Cohaagen

to infiltrate the Resistance and kill Matthias.

But then,

I met a woman.

And she opened my eyes.

And she showed me the Resistance are the ones

I should be fighting for, not against.

You mean the terrorists.

Listen, the Resistance are not terrorists.

They just want equality for The Colony.

And freedom.

Those bombings in the U.F.B.,

they're being orchestrated by Cohaagen himself.

Trust me, he was my commanding officer in the war.

I know exactly what this asshole is capable of.

Why would he attack his own people? I don't understand.

To justify building a bigger army of synthetics.

Don't you get it? He's going to invade The Colony.

The U.F.B. is running out of living space.

Cohaagen's going to level the entire Colony and rebuild.

Then he will simply replace the workers with synthetics.

Innocent people will die.

But we can stop him, you and me.

What do you mean, me?

There's a way to shut down all the synthetics.

There's a kill code.

All right, it's a long, complex sequence,

but I got a look at it.

Which means it's still somewhere in my mind.

In your mind.

Matthias will know how to get it out.

You need to get to Matthias.

It's the only chance we have of stopping the invasion.

Take it from the one person who knows you even better than you do.

I know you can do this.

I have done a lot of wrong in my life.

This is the chance to do something right.

Millions of lives are in your hands.

Good luck, buddy.

You have got to be kidding me.

This can't be happening.

Shouldn't have come here.

Yeah, I know.

I had no choice.

I know that this is a lot to take.

Yeah, it's a lot to take.

Yeah, I am supposed to believe this?

It's the truth.

Hauser, we have been looking for you.

Don't call me...

My name is Doug Quaid. I was born August 29th.

All right, I was raised by my mother.

She died of cancer ten days before my 15th birthday.

I married my girlfriend when I was 29.

You were born April 29th.

You were raised by your father, not your mother.

He died before you were 15, but in a car crash.

And believe me, you were most definitely not married.

I am sorry. You know what? None of this makes any sense to me.

I am Doug Quaid, that's all I know.

You recognised me.

From a dream.

I recognise you from a dream.

It wasn't a dream.

It was a memory.

That scar on your hand, how do you think you got it?

Do you know?

I got it at work.

I was trying to help you escape, but I was too late.

You grabbed onto me

and a bullet tore through your hand and mine.

You must remember something.

And you and I, we were...

Yeah.

We got to go. We got to go.

Shit. Come on, come on.

Doug.

Harry?

Harry, what are you doing here?

They sent me in for you.

To talk you down.

Who sent you in?

Doug,

you don't get it. I don't mean they sent me in here.

I mean, they sent me into your mind.

I need you to listen to me.

You're suffering what's called a paranoid dissociative break.

What are you talking about?

You're not really here, Doug.

You're still back at Rekall, strapped to a chair.

None of this is real.

Back at Rekall?

He's lying.

He's lying.

Just slow down.

Harry, what are you talking about?

They chemically transfused me into your mind.

They thought a familiar face might help, to try and bring you back

before it's too late

and you're trapped here forever.

Do not listen to them. They're just trying to recover what's in your head.

Lori?

- What's she doing here? - She's here, too, Doug.

What's she doing here?

She's in the room, beside you,

holding your hand right now,

worried sick.

It's her presence you're sensing.

She's... She's trying to kill me.

- No. - Harry.

Not the real Lori, Doug.

As soon as I told her what was happening at Rekall, she came straight over.

I had to call her at work.

She loves you, Doug.

Lori didn't work last night, Harry.

You're lying. You're lying.

Why are you lying to me?

Only because you wanted me to.

You're clinging to the delusion.

He's lying.

Harry?

Harry.

I swear to God, put it down.

Harry, what are you doing?

Harry, what are you doing?

This is not a delusion.

No?

Okay, fine.

Tell you what.

Is that proof enough for you?

Would I have done that if this were for real?

He's trying to manipulate you into giving yourself up.

- We got to get out of here. - And go where?

There's no getting out of your own head, Doug.

But you can escape this nightmare if you let me help you.

Help me how?

- Don't listen to him. - How can you help me?

Don't listen to him.

You have to shoot her, Doug.

What, now?

I know that's asking a lot,

but she's at the epicentre of this whole twisted fantasy of yours.

- Hauser... - Which is why

it would mean nothing if we were to kill her.

It's you who has to choose reality.

You shoot her, Doug, and I promise you,

you will gasp awake and find me sitting in the room beside you.

Turn, and you will see your beautiful, loving wife.

She wants you back, Doug.

We both do.

That's right, Doug.

Come on back.

Come on back, Doug.

I can't let them take you away.

I am sorry. I am so sorry.

Of course she can't do it.

She's not real.

Now you just need to prove it to yourself.

End her, Doug.

End this nightmare.

Shoot her.

Kill her, damn it.

Shoot.

Jesus Christ.

God damn it, Harry.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

Come on.

You still out there, baby?

Or I suppose I should be calling you Hauser.

I guess the joke's on me.

I really thought you were a loser.

Turns out, I was living with the greatest intelligence agent alive.

Cohaagen still wants you back, you know.

Guess he still has faith in you.

But then you always were the favourite.

All we heard at the agency was how brilliant Carl Hauser was.

But I know what you are.

You're a traitor, Hauser.

And traitors get put to death. Come on, come on, come on.

And traitors get put to death. Come on, come on, come on.

So you might want to give your little girlfriend a kiss good-bye.

Long as she doesn't mind where those lips have been.

Oh, that's it, I am ending this bitch.

Shit, I am out.

Come on. Come on.

Go.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Come on.

Shit.

Go.

There.

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Give me the gun.

Track him.

Grab my arm.

Is this going down?

No?

Level D-14.

Shit.

Come on. Come on.

Wait, wait.

Go.

You really know how to pick them.

Come on.

Sources close to the Chancellor will neither confirm nor deny...

Passage on The Fall requires a current transit visa.

If you do not have a current transit visa, please visit the information office.

The largest real estate agency has now opened. Be sure to visit...

The Resistance leader has been in hiding for over six months.

In the wake of these latest attacks,

federal police have uncovered alarming new evidence

proving what many in the Cohaagen administration have long....

suspected, that Matthias and his terrorist movement

are being funded by The Colony's governor and his district's organisation.

And we're now hearing unconfirmed reports of military mobilisation.

Sources close to the Chancellor will neither confirm nor deny the reports. Jesus.

The Resistance leader has been... We have got to get you to Matthias.

How the hell do we find him?

There's a way. Come on.

You sure you can trust him?

Yes. I am sure.

Welcome home.

Yeah.

Airlock sealed.

Cohaagen scours U.F.B.

and The Colony every day looking for Matthias.

The reason they can't find him is he's not there.

After the wars,

no one would be crazy enough to come out here.

Everyone stays out of the No Zone.

Makes sense.

- Hey. - Hey.

Almost there.

You okay?

Yeah, I am...

Everyone seems to know me, but me.

It's strange.

Yeah.

I can see he meant a lot to these guys.

Yeah.

He gave us the upper hand.

And some of us were really able to see the best in him.

What if the best is gone?

I am sorry.

Hauser wasn't perfect, you know.

Could be a real asshole sometimes.

You're just trying to make me feel better.

Maybe.

It's working.

Clear.

He wants to see him alone.

Don't go too far.

Okay.

Mr. Hauser....

What is it you want?

I want to help you.

That is not the only reason you're here.

I want to remember.

Why?

So I can be myself, be who I was.

It is each man's quest to find out who he truly is,

but the answer to that lies

in the present, not in the past.

As it is for all of us.

But the past tells us who we have become.

The past is a construct of the mind.

It blinds us.

It fools us into believing it.

But the heart

wants to live in the present.

Look there.

You will find your answer.

I am told you have information that may save us all.

I am told the same.

The firewall to the memory banks.

We're in.

There.

You see?

Jesus.

Can you retrieve it?

It's encrypted.

What is this?

Hello, Matthias.

You can't imagine how much

I have been looking forward to seeing you again.

It's been far too long.

You know, you're a very hard man to find.

- It's a trap. - Shut it all down.

Secure all entrances.

Move. Move.

Go, go, go.

Get him out of here.

Gun down now.

Now.

Well done.

It's impressive.

You will be interested to know that

there is no kill code.

It was a fake.

You're lying.

Sorry.

It was the only way to get to you.

All this trouble for one man.

Oh, never underestimate the power of one man.

I know I don't.

No.

- Let go of me. - No. No.

No.

- Lieutenant? - It's all here, sir.

Matthias' defensive plans, troop numbers and location coordinates...

on every Resistance outpost in The Colony.

The first wave of attack is already underway.

Brilliant.

Congratulations, my friend. Get him up, please.

Up, up, up.

You did it.

You're a hero.

What are you talking about?

Matthias is dead,

The Colony is about to fall,

and it's all thanks to you.

It was just brilliant.

What better than a double agent

who doesn't realise he is one?

There it is.

The old Hauser spirit. You're going to need that.

Granted, there were a few hiccups

along the way... You popping your memory cap at Rekall, for instance.

That wasn't good.

And then there was your lovely wife,

who strayed from her directive.

Look at me.

She was ordered to bring you back alive.

I will deal with that later.

But.

You led us here, Hauser.

You helped us win this,

and for that,

I am going to give you a second chance.

What do you mean?

- No. - What are you doing?

What are you...

What are you doing?

Bringing back the old you.

We made sure to back up Hauser's memory before we sent him in there.

Before he became corrupted.

No.

Just think of it. In a few hours,

you will awake, and you will be the old Hauser once again.

Loyal.

Patriotic.

Ruthless.

Now, what to do with you?

I think we keep her.

Leave her out of this.

I think the world will be very interested to hear the confession of Matthias' lieutenant.

Never.

Cohaagen.

You will be very surprised to see how good Hauser is at beating

a confession out of someone.

God damn you, Cohaagen.

You have me.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Melina.

Just try to relax. It will all be over soon, I promise you.

We will be reunited very soon.

And meanwhile,

I have an invasion to lead.

I wish I could forget that easily.

Lori.

Sweet dreams.

Hold him still, Hammond.

Do me a favour, asshole.

Fight it as much as possible.

Hurts more that way.

Jesus, Hammond.

Suspected reports of military mobilisation in the U.F.B. have now been confirmed.

But what was thought to be an operation to uproot terrorist leader Matthias

appears to be on the scale of a full military invasion.

An estimated 50,000 armed troops

can be seen boarding The Fall, preparing to deploy for The Colony.

The governor has issued a level-three alert to all districts of The Colony.

Have the latest mission profiles been programmed into all our troops?

Being distributed to all squadron commanders as we speak.

Excellent. When do we depart?

As soon as you give the order, sir.

You have it.

And find someplace for her, will you?

Bay three access granted.

We are a go on Code 310.

Citizens of The Colony are to be considered hostile.

Program all synthetics to use lethal force.

Repeat, citizens of The Colony are to be considered hostile.

We are a go on Code 310.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

We got to get off this thing.

Now.

Damage report in bay six.

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

All emergency personnel,

please report to bay six.

Prepare for gravity shift.

Drop your weapons.

Now.

Right now.

Lieutenant, we have secured the prisoners attempting escape on level nine.

The prisoner in bay six was just caught attempting escape.

She was with a second individual, male.

That's him.

Deal with it.

Come on.

And the bag.

Do it.

Team leader two, team leader two. Seventh level prison...

Entering core.

It's okay.

They're in stasis.

Okay.

Shit.

Attention, emergency hatch cannot deploy

while in zero gravity. What are you doing?

Hauser, these doors don't open for a reason.

We will wait till it passes the core.

Then we go.

Shit.

Gravity reversing.

Come on.

Take this.

Hatch deployed.

Commencing deceleration.

Go.

- Move. - Hatch deployed.

Commencing deceleration.

They're headed topside.

What?

I am going after them.

Lori, no.

If they make it up top, I will deal with them.

Just make sure those troops are activated and off-loaded the moment we arrive.

Hauser is not stopping this invasion. Do you understand me?

Follow them.

Shit. We got to get to the aircraft bay.

Come on.

Go.

No. Hauser.

Secure him.

Government officials have issued a Colony-wide state of emergency.

All civilians are to evacuate their homes immediately

and head to the nearest No Zone shelters outside The Colony border.

Officials are urging everyone to comply with the evacuation orders.

Continued bombings on Resistance holdouts...

The Fall secured.

Bays three through 87 now armed and active.

Let's get them on the move now.

You really are a disappointment, Hauser.

I am afraid it's time to erase those memories for good.

Good-bye, old friend.

Weapon systems activated.

Ammo chamber is empty.

Come on.

- Weapons systems reloading. - Shit, come on.

You really thought that would stop an entire invasion?

No, but I think this will.

Look at you.

You're still fighting and

you don't even know who you are.

I may not remember who I was,

but I know who I am.

Say hello to my wife for me.

Come on. Run.

Come on. Come on.

Go.

What is it?

It will be fine.

Hey, hey.

Hey, wake up.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Hey, wake up.

Hey.

Come on, wake up.

Wake up.

Tell us your fantasy.

We will give you the memory.

Don't mess with your mind, man.

It ain't worth it.

Secret agent.

That's you. Right?

Hi.

Hey.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

We did it.

No.

Hey.

There's no scar on your hand.

Hey, hey.

Come on.

Did you think I'd let you leave

without a kiss good-bye?

"Till death do us part," right, baby?

That's right.

Drop the weapon now.

It's all right. It's him.

You okay, sir?

- Yeah. - You sure?

We have got a medic down in here.

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

People are spilling into the streets all across The Colony,

celebrating what many hope will finally be a path to an independent nation.

A new page in history has been turned as the invasion so many feared

ended with the destruction of The Fall,

a longtime symbol of economic and political oppression.

No word yet on the fate of Chancellor Cohaagen,

but we are being told that he perished along with his forces.

Jesus Christ.

I know.

It's hard to believe, isn't it?

Hey,

you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I am fine.

You sure?