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Yeah, okay. Blonde’s fine.

That’s what they say.

The Discount Inn. 304.

I can’t blame the cops for not taking me seriously.

This is a difficult condition for people to understand.

Look at Sammy Jankis. His own wife couldn’t deal with it.

I told you about how she tried to get him to snap out of it.

Eventually she came to see me at the office. I found out all kinds of shit.

She told me about life with Sammy, how she treated him.

Thank you for seeing me.

It got to the point where she’d get Sammy to hide food all around the house.

Then she’d stop feeding him to see if his hunger, would make him remember where he’d hidden the food.

She wasn’t a cruel person. She just wanted old Sammy back.

Mr. Shelby, you know all about Sammy and you’ve decided that he’s faking.

Mrs. Jankis, the company’s position isn’t that Sammy is faking anything…

just that his condition can’t be shown to be…

I just want to know what your honest opinion about Sammy is.

We shouldn’t even be talking like this while the case is still open to appeal.

I’m not appealing the decision. Then why are you here?

Try to understand. When I look at Sammy…

I don’t see some, vegetable.

I see my same old Sammy.

What do you think that’s like for me to suspect he might be imagining this whole problem…

and that if I just could say the right thing…

he’d snap out of it and go back to being normal?

If I knew that my old Sammy were truly gone…

then I could say good-bye and start loving this new Sammy.

As long as I have doubt, I can’t say good-bye and move on.

What do you want from me?

I want you to forget the company you work for for 30 seconds…

and tell me if you really believe that Sammy’s faking his condition.

I need to know… what you honestly believe.

I believe that Sammy should be physically capable of making new memories.

Thank you.

I thought I helped her. I thought she just needed some kind of answer.

I didn’t think it was important what the answer was…

just that she had one to believe.

A car this nice you should lock. Who the fuck are you?

Teddy, your buddy. Prove it.

Sammy. Remember Sammy? You told me about Sammy!

Geez!

What the fuck are you doing in my car?

What, your sense of humor went with the memory?

Do you even know why you’re here? Unfinished business.

Lenny, let me inform you.

Your business here is very much finished.

You’re still here because of Natalie. Who’s Natalie?

Schmuck, whose house do you think you just walked out of?

That’s right. Take a look at your pictures. I bet you got one of her.

Nice shot, Leibovitz.

You’ll wanna make a note. You can’t trust her.

Yeah? Why’s that?

Because by now she’s taken a look at this suit and the car…

and she’s starting to figure out ways of turning the situation to her advantage.

She’s already got you staying with her, for Christ’s sakes.

You can’t go back in there. Let me give you the name of a motel.

You’re lucky I ran into you. That broad’s bad news. What do you mean, “bad news”?

She’s involved with drugs.

Look. These. You see these?

This is the bar where she works.

Her boyfriend’s a drug dealer.

She takes orders for him, arranges meets.

He writes messages on the back of these.

Then she slips him the answers when she serves him his drinks.

Why should I care? Because when she gets jammed up…

she’s gonna use you to protect herself.

From who?

Guys are gonna wanna know what happened to her boyfriend.

Guys are gonna come after her. Somebody’s gotta pay, Lenny.

Somebody always pays. Maybe she’ll make it you.

Oh, yeah? Maybe she’ll make it you. Is that it?

You worried that she’s gonna use me against you?

No. Why not?

Because she doesn’t know who I am.

Why are you following me? Maybe I wanna help.

She doesn’t know anything about your investigation, okay, Einstein?

So write this down.

When she offers to help, it’ll be for her own reasons.

I’m not lying. Take my pen. Write this down.

Do not trust her.

There. You happy now? I won’t be happy until you leave town.

Why not?

You ever wonder how long you can hang around here before people start asking questions?

What sort of questions?

The same sort of questions you should be asking yourself.

Like what? Like, how did you get this suit, the car?

I have money. From what?

My wife’s death. I used to work in insurance. We were well covered.

So in your griefyou wandered into a Jaguar dealership.

You don’t have a clue, do you?

You don’t even know who you are. Yes, I do.

I don’t have amnesia. I remember everything right up until the incident.

I am Leonard Shelby; I am from San Francisco…

That’s who you were. You do not know who you are…

what you’ve become since… the incident.

You wander around playing detective.

You don’t even know how long ago it was.

Let me put it this way. Were you wearing designer suits when you sold insurance?

I didn’t sell insurance. I investigated it. Right. You’re an investigator.

Maybe you should start investigating yourself. Thank you for the advice.

Look, do me a favor. Don’t go back in there.

Will you take the motel out of town?

It’s been fun, Lenny.

“Do not trust her.”

“Don’t believe his lies.”

Fuck it. I need my own place.

No. She shouldn’t have given me that responsibility.

I’m a claims investigator, not a doctor.

Yeah. I guess.

But I’ve got all sorts of other considerations.

Legal responsibility, large financial…

Who is this?

Write this down. Write down what happened. Write it down.

Concentrate. Keep it in mind. Find a pen.

What happened?

What does it look like? He beat the shit out of me.

Who?

Who?

Fuck, Leonard. Dodd. Dodd beat the shit out of me.

Why? Why? Because of you.

Because I did what you told me to do! Go in and reason with him!

Tell him about Teddy! Great fucking idea! Calm down. Take it easy.

You’re safe. It’s okay.

Come on. Just sit down.

Sit down.

Here. Sit down.

Okay. You’re okay.

I’ll just get some ice for your face.

Here.

I did exactly what you told me to do.

I went to Dodd…

and I told him that I didn’t have any of Jimmy’s money…

or the drugs…

and that this Teddy must have taken everything.

And what did he say?

He didn’t believe me.

He said if I don’t have the drugs by tomorrow, he’s gonna kill me.

Then he just started hitting me.

Where is he?

Why? I’ll go see him.

And?

I’ll give him some bruises of his own and tell him to look for a guy called Teddy.

He’ll kill you, Lenny.

My wife used to call me Lenny.

Yeah?

Yeah. I hated it.

This guy is so dangerous.

Let’s just think of something else, okay? No, no.

You just tell me what he looks like… and where I can find him.

Have you got a pen? In my purse.