Faces In The Crowd

[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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