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but denying your memories, repressing

them who you are, who you were...

I just think you're

strong enough to handle it.

You don't know me.

Yeah, but...

I'm older and wiser,

and I know that living

in a dream world

is a good way to lose sight

of the real world.

That's exactly why I do it.

I get it, but it doesn't

solve anything.

They're still... here.

There are seven billion people

on this planet.

There are those of us

that like ourselves

and those that don't.

You accept it

and you move forward.

I know what you're saying.

Do you?

I have to go.

Call me?

Can I help you?

You can't, he can.

We're in a meeting here.

Is that right?

Andrex, I'm finding things,

this doesn't add up.

Add up?

You're a f***ing nightmare,

you know that?

What is this?

Excuse me.

This, this is cancer.

Now if we don't get

a hold on this now,

everything's blown.

And everybody is

going down with this ship.

What are you telling me?

I'm asking you to do

the right thing here.

Why are you changing

their quarterly reports?

When the f*** did

you become so soft?

Jesus!

You want me to

cover this for you?

You want me to tell them

their returns add up just fine?

They're not going to notice that

while oil and gas prices rose,

their royalty payments

remained stagnant?

Keep your voice down.

You can't just

Bernie Madoff this sh*t.

You're talking about

millions of dollars,

messing with signatures,

fraudulent IRS documents

and god knows

what else, from andrex.

You know how powerful they are,

are you f***ing crazy?

You want to practice

your babe in the woods routine,

be my guest.

But how exactly do you think

those numbers got turned around?

Ahh.

No, I didn't.

Yes, yes you did, partner.

Do you have access to

those Cayman accounts now?

No, what accounts?

God damn it.

Find it.

Are you sleeping with him?

No, but it looks like

I'm going to have to.

Hi, you've reached my voicemail,

please leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Ah, just calling to see

if you're free to talk?

I had kind of a rough day,

so just...

Could use someone to talk to.

Anyway, call me back.

Bye.

Joseph!

Carl!

What are you doing here?

Hmm.

I'm done playing games.

Please... don't!

Don't kill me!

Then talk to me.

It's on the jump drive.

What?

It's on the jump drive.

North hid it.

Come on, now,

relax and enjoy it.

Relax now, come on.

Come on, now,

relax and enjoy it.

Picture yourself

descending a flight of stairs,

counting each step down

starting at ten.

As you take a step,

feel the step under your foot.

Once you get to the last step,

imagine and truly feel yourself

stepping off into

a relaxing pool of water.

Feel yourself falling down

through the water

deeper and deeper.

You should start to feel

somewhat numb.

Your heart will start

to race a bit.

Embrace it.

Just let the fears

about your situation

just drift away into the water.

Element?

You already know

what I want, don't you?

Two hundred.

Yeah, I'm out.

Your 200...

And 400 more.

Let's see what you've got.

The bet's 600 to you, sir.

I'm out.

Fold.

Fold.

So... you really don't

know who I am, huh?

Not a clue?

I don't know you.

That's right.

The shoe doesn't know me,

I forgot.

Should I?

Maybe not.

Maybe, no.

Maybe not.

Hey, it's on you.

You going to talk or play cards?

You can piss off.

You like that?

Watch this.

You really don't get it, do you?

I was in Carl's office,

but that's not

where you would know me.

What the f***!

You were the one.

They're

going to come for you now.

What happened?

How did you...

- Why are you on the floor?

- How the hell did you do that?

- You need to go.

- Wait! Sh*t! Let me think.

There were others,

strangers, I was attacked.

Hmm.

Did I hurt you?

How was I able to do that?

I don't know. Just go!

She knew, she already

knew where I wanted to go.

How is that possible?

I'm sorry.

Please, please,

just help me understand!

I didn't agree to do this,

just go!

I just want you All

to just go away!

Get the f*** out of here!

Yeah, hello?

North?

It's Beth.

What's happened?

Carl Mackey, he killed himself.

They think he overdosed.

North?

North?

I'm a patient of hers.

Yes, she knows who I am.

Why won't she call me back?

I know you're an answering

service, I get that.

Yes, this is an emergency,

why do you...

Fine, just have her call

me back, thank you.

God damn it!

North Maxfield?

Yes.

Can we talk for a moment?

What's this about?

Carl Mackey.

Interesting choice in decor.

Beth said that

Carl killed himself.

Did he leave a note?

Depends on how you

view that question.

Oh, now, that is

an interesting note.

Found it stuck to his computer,

so it's pretty new.

Do I need to get a lawyer?

I don't think so,

but I have been known

to be wrong from time to time.

Any idea what

this note is about?

Not a clue.

Now, the interesting thing to me

is the little argument

you two had.

Now, the way I understand

it from your colleagues,

you bashed his face in his desk.

Now, if it were me,

I would press charges,

but I know how you investment types

are at protecting each other

from the outside world, while

stabbing each other in the back.

It wasn't a big deal.

"Burn this motherf***er",

doesn't sound like no big deal.

One guy has something

on the other,

stuff like this happens.

- Am I going to jail?

- Not today.

Where were you

night before last?

Here, working.

- Anyone with you?

- No, no one was with me.

But I'm sure I made

some calls from here.

Did you have any idea

that Mr. Mackey

was shooting up?

I mean, everyone said

that he was acting

edgy lately, but...

but not strung out.

I wouldn't know.

I haven't spoken

to him much lately.

Not since your wife.

I heard.

Listen, I need

to get back to work.

So what did you have

on him anyway, huh?

I think I'd like you to leave.

I mean, why are you

getting so defensive?

I'm still dealing

with the death of my wife.

Sarah!

Are you here?

What are you doing here?

- I need your help.

- I can't see you.

Please, I'm desperate.

That's exactly why

I can't see you anymore.

What does that mean?

- You've become dependent.

- Dependent on what?

What did you expect

by coming here?

I came here for help,

to remember.

- To feel normal again.

- Do you? Do you feel normal?

- That's not the f***ing point.

- Answer the question.

- Do you feel normal?

- Not in a very long time.

I have headaches,

thoughts of sh*t

I can't make sense of.

Nosebleeds?

You didn't tell me about that.

My nose bleeds,

they're getting worse.

Those are side effects

I'm talking about.

I puke into the garbage can

every time I wake up

from being asleep.

You've become addicted.

To hypnosis?

Are you kidding me?

Stop it!

Stop it!

No, no, no, no.

The truth you've

been looking for,

you've found it.

You just won't admit it.

F*** you!

You know that, f*** you!

F*** you.

Please!

Please, please, I'm sorry.

Please.

Listen to me.

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