Rememory Page #5

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.

[crashing]

[panting]

I can't think of a time in my

life when I've been happier.

One left.

TODD:

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.

[clears throat loudly]

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.

[scoffs]

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!

[gunshots]

When I woke up...

in the hospital, I had...

I'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 everywhere.

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...

Gordon!

[sighs, chuckles]

Uh, Todd, what are

you doing here?

You f***ed up my head!

You came to me injured and hurt.

[tsking]

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 sh*t about anyone!

-[gunshot]

-[screams]

Listen to me.

You know, when I fall,

my eyes roll back,

blood splattered... blood

splattered everywhere...

[gunshot]

that's not a memory you want.

[gunshot]

It'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 I'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

five 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.

-[scoffs]

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.

[Lawton] Let me take care of it.

Understood.

[knocking on door]

-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--

-[vehicle approaching]

Who is that?

-Oh, it's Lawton.

-Oh, sh*t.

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...

-[doorbell rings]

-...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.

-[clicks lighter]

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.

-Robert, 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?

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