Total Recall Page #3

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'm not your wife.

That's bullshit.

We've been married seven years.

I'm 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've 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'm 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!

Sh*t.

Team three, break position.

I need you on-site now.

Glide two seven, understood.

Sh*t.

Move!

Sh*t.

I want his phone back on the grid now.

Hey!

Move!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

It's Hammond.

I don't know any Hammond.

Oh, sh*t.

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've been tracking you?

Look, you asked me to give you a message,

so I'm 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've contacted you, I'll 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! 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.

Come on.

Holy sh*t.

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'll 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've known we'd be tracking it.

How the hell would he have known that?

Oh, sh*t.

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'm 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 f***ing kidding me?

Why is he still alive?

Yes, sir.

- We kill him on sight.

- But the Chancellor said...

I'm 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, a**hole?

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'm saying is that phone

is my personal property now, okay?

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

Hey!

When you've got your breath back,

you're going to tell me everything

that man said to you,

starting from the beginning.

Who are you?

I'm 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'll just be outside, if you need me.

Thanks.

Okay-

They're gonna 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 fife

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 tel! 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 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'm gonna 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!

Eastside exit!

Go, go, go!

We have a visual!

- Coming through!

- Go, go!

We've 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, sh*t.

Hold on.

You really don't remember me?

No.

I've 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, sh*t.

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.

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