Faces In The Crowd
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- Year:
- 2011
- 103 min
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[soft music]
[alarm clock beeping]
[beeping continues]
[beeping stops]
Hi.
Hi.
Have we met
somewhere before?
Mm-hm, I don't
think so.
Mm.
[beeping]
Ah.
Late.
Very late, Anna.
You put the alarm
back again.
[shower running]
Stautenmeyer is
calling into the
office this morning.
We're gonna
talk to them about
making me partner.
Wow. That's amazing.
Yeah, you're gonna
have to work on being
a little more corporate.
Yeah, work on this.
Jesus!
Not funny.
Ha ha.
In other news, the serial
killer now known as
Tearjerk Jack...
continues to spread terror
across the East Side.
Police have verified
the disco very of
a fifth victim...
in the early hours
this morning.
We will continue
to follow the story
for you as develop
Shouldn't you be handing out
gold stars instead of earning
yellow ribbons on FarmVille?
I was just checking
pre-delays in the subway.
What do you think?
I like it a
little rough,
but I guess...
[German accent]
Mr. Stautenmeyer likes his
men a little different.
No, he does
like it smooth.
[laughs]
/woman over P.A.]
Next stop.
"A chance encounter
with a mysterious stranger...
could be a bridge
to new exciting
opportunities."
Wow, that looks
like modern art.
It's a little Picasso
we've got going
over here.
(Anna)
Whoa.
Oh, no.
It's so not
a big deal.
Why don't we get
a sponge from over there
and clean it up, okay?
All right.
[children's
muffled laughter]
Okay, got it.
[laughing]
Woo! Woo!
I got you.
Oh, no, you got me.
Oh, no, you got me.
Hello. I am here
to pick up
Robert. He's
in the sandpit.
Oh, you're good.
I don't know how
you tell them apart.
[cell phone rings]
Hello!
(woman)
Hi, Supernanny.
Any h unklicio us
divorcee to report...
or are you too
busy potty-training
their offspring ?
You're so bad.
I'm still on the
clock, you know.
So, are you
coming today?
Yeah, it's Tuesday, right?
You bet your ass I am.
No, I'd rather
drink the calories.
Mm, six-and-a-half.
Not too bad.
I would say seven.
Look left
to the bar. Quick.
Ten out of ten.
Not too shabby.
Not too shabby at all.
I wouldn't kick him
out of bed for
eating crackers.
Or anything else.
Does that matter?
Okay. So, I wanna know
how was Justin Timberlake
last week?
Hm. Had a few drinks.
Went back to his
Need I elaborate?
I had more fun
with a broken vibrator.
Does it ever
get tiring,
being a slut?
/'// tell you
one thing you
never get tired of.
That moment
when you wake up
and for a second...
you have no idea where
you are or who the hell
the guy is next to you.
/ live
for that stuff
I guess it complicates things
a little bit less, right?
Yeah.
I mean, sometimes
with Bryce
No,enough
with Bryce.
If you're done
with him, just
hand him over.
Come on, girls.
Big smiles.
Just think
in three months...
we will be sipping
those dirty martinis
on Laguna Beach.
Hey, guys, I was--
I wanted to tell you,
but, um...
I don't think I'm gonna
be able to make it
this year.
What?
It's sacred.
It's a ritual.
I know. It's just Bryce
wants to take us to Vegas...
to celebrate
our first year
and stuff.
Classy.
He's so gonna
pop the question.
Okay, listen,
we just moved
in together.
And what are you
waiting for? Get dumped for
some skanky-ass cheerleader?
If he pulls out
a ring, you should
snatch it, girl.
Thank you.
You know, once
you've squeezed out
a couple of rug-rats...
you'll fix up
some money pit and slide
contentedly into senility.
Fran cine, for
a second there...
I forgot why
you're still single.
[whispering]
Oh, my God,
you guys.
Mister "Ten-Out-of-Ten"
over there is totally
checking me out.
Oh, well, no sense
in letting him go
to waste.
Another drink.
Yeah, I know, it's cool.
I mean, he's not hot
at all.
I mean, he's certainly
not my type.
Excuse me, between
my nose and my rack...
which do you think
I should get done first?
Major alcoholic.
She's got problems.
Come on.
I'm sorry.
Wilcox and Third, please.
Get in.
I'll drive you home.
It's okay.
Unlike some people
I know, I can walk.
(taxi driver)
Are you getting
in or what?
Hey, ma'am, lookout!
Hey, check it out.
[man and woman moaning]
[woman laughing]
[woman's sharp groan]
[man sobbing]
[loud sobbing]
[cell phone rings]
[ringing]
[shouts]
[shouts]
[shouts]
[shouting]
No!
[screams]
(Bryce)
Anna? Anna!
(Nina)
Will she be okay?
(Bryce)
Somebody tell me.
They ran all the tests
again this morning.
[mixed voices]
(Francine)
Look, she's waking up.
Anna?
Anna, can you hear me?
- Hey, chica, we're here.
- Are you okay?
Who are you?
Anna, it's me.
It's Bryce.
[groans]
Oh, my head.
You're fine.
My head hurts.
Nothing is broken.
You are a blue-eyed
miracle, kid.
Don't. Don't touch me.
Who are you?
It's us, chica.
Hey, don't you
recognize us?
Anna? You've been
unconscious for
over a week.
Doctor.
He's not Bryce.
It's okay, Anna.
Calm down.
i's not him.
it's not Bryce.
I know Bryce.
Anna, you just need
to relax. You need
some rest.
You got a nasty
bump on your head.
It's all right, Anna.
Please, l-l
don't need that.
Anna!
Don't touch me.
Don't touch me!
Anna! Anna, wait.
She's confused.
[muffled]
Do you think
she's okay?
It's okay.
(Bryce)
Anna, sweetheart.
(doctor)
Open the door.
Anna, it's me.
Okay. Okay.
Sh, sh.
[panting]
[muffled sob]
Take a close look
at this, please.
And this one?
Is that the same
face you see?
No.
Both photos are
of the same man.
What you are
experiencing are
symptoms of prosopagnosia.
Sorry, proso-what?
Prosopagnosia
or face blindness.
It-it's an impairment
in face perception...
caused by a lesion
on the temporal lobe.
It's this part
of the brain that
allows us in a nanosecond...
to compare someone's face
with all of the faces
stored in our memory.
You wanna dumb it down
a little bit, Doc?
Every time you look
at someone's face...
it's as if you've
never seen them before.
Even someone close to you.
Even your
own reflection.
However, confirmed cases
of prosopagnosia are
extremely rare.
Anna is probably
suffering a slight
cerebral shock.
If the symptoms
persist, you'll need
to see another specialist...
for a second opinion.
Twenty-dollar
words for stuff...
they know nothing about.
Psychiatrists for ya.
I had the place
cleaned for when
you came back.
Thank you.
You know, I really
thought I was gonna
lose you there.
Come here.
So, are you getting
used to my new looks?
Are they an
improvement at least?
Yeah, I mean...no.
Y-you look great.
You see?
It's not all bad.
It'll pass.
And everything
will go back to
the way that it was.
Hey, at least some
things never change.
[phone rings]
Oh, that'll be
your dad.
He's been calling
non-stop on some
crackly line from Argentina.
[ringing]
Hello.
Uh, no.
I just brought her home.
No, I understand but
If you want.
Okay, I'll bring her in.
All right.
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