I'm sorry.
Tom, it is time for your daily reminder.
Begin when you like
My name is Tom Jacobs.
Born November 12, 1972.
My parents are Mark and Judith.
My wife is Abby.
I would do anything to hear her to say my name right now.
I am a prisoner in my own creation.
I'm bored again, Minnie. - What would you like to do now,Tom?
- Let's go some place else. - Locating.. six minutes to render
So what now? I mean he's in,right?
This is it. It was completely blown away
The end of living in that fuckin garages and no more scratching for grant money.
Remember when I first asked you? I said, "trust me, one day I'm gonna pay off"
- And then you told me you had a boyfriend. - I never said that.
- Yeah you did - No, I didn't
- What is this? - Open it.
- We can't afford this. - Not yet.
We will.
I want you to wear it tonight.
I want you be there with me.
Both of you.
- Five minutes left,Tom. - So, we have an offer.
- That's fantastic. - Let's not get too excited.
They need to know how accurate the machine is. For instance, how do we handle false memories?
The machine acts like a synapse polygraph. It can tell the difference between real and fake.
When the line gets blurry when it comes to brainwashing.. but I got a way around that
If the person has been brainwashed and they have a latent memory..that brainwashing taken place
So hypnosis, called programming...I don't know.. bad people drilling things into your head..
The machine cross checks for those moments first and if it doesn't find them then..memory is real
So listen, client has an idea.
What if you can go into other people's memories?
- Why would be they want of that? - What..do you want the possiblities?
going to the kid's memory..that had been abused .. going to an Alzheimer...
I'm glad you read to finding the machine is functional.
Richard, I was clear about what I wanted.
- I'm just saying.You can do that,right? - It's irrelevant! You're my reps,go to sell my machine I wanted, not something else.
I tried,ok,I pitched it.. Was this their idea were true?
- Who..who true this.. - Everyone.
You are not gonna get the kind of money you want unless you're willing to compromise a little bit..
But hey.. you wanna just help people you can do that for free.
What was the offer?
- It's unethical. - Mary,it's just a presentation - You built this machine to help post trauma..
- It's not gonna change anything, it still can do that. - And then they just gonna let you call the shot?
- To get with what I have? Of course..of course they will.. - This is how it starts..
We're drowning in debt and we're about to start a family, so what do you want me to do?
- We'll get by - I don't deserve to just get by
three minutes to render.
I come to bring you money.
That gonna be enough to get it started?
Yeah,enough..yeah that's gonna be enough
- Yeah,listen,Richard...I wanna know who does the investment? - Someone who knows potentials..
Listen,remember the end of the day you own the rights, you have control.
Now he has a couple questions about the changes..
The machine I used seemed to work fine. Why built a whole lot of one?
General upgrades. The current program requires an outsider to get you around..
What you'll be able to go anywhere you want to go once you're inside on your own.
- So I emerge inside the memory... - Richard, can you hear me?
- Yeah...Tom, I can hear you. - Then how it works?
No, not exactly..we need to be able to sort through the memories in you to spot..
So we're creating a virtual command center inside the mind of the patient..starting point,somewhere to go
- Alright, starting zone..What's it gonna look like? - How about this place?
- this house? - Yes, this is a place holder, until we get something more involved
- more interesting, is that what you mean? - Yeah
Alright...ok,I'll start capturing..
- We're gonna need a voice. - I'll do it.
What? - Why don't we get a little flare?
You know, maybe hire an actress? They'd like that. I like it.
- Don't you think my voice has flare? - No.
- How was that one? - Works for me, let's just move on to the Z's and then we're done.
How is it looking?
- Stunning - Don't matter the voice, clever boy.
Right.
Your memory is ready, Tom.
- Let's go.
So I'm in the starting point and I find a memory I wanna go to
- And I'm there? As simple as that? - As simple as that.
- How far can you go inside the memory? - As far as memory will allow.
Temporary borders pop up when your memory's essential.. Stand as you can get pass..Shouldn't have to,anyway..
This entire world is a mount of vision things that actually exist. And think of this machine randomly generates..
anything from everyday items to people.
And as for you ..they leave no elastic impression of this world. Such a night you go there
- Ok,one last question, how do we get out? - The user's expression.
Ok, what if something goes wrong?
We're working on.
- Minnie? - Yes, Tom - Self destruct,please
Self destructing in five, four...
three, two, one.
Goodbye Tom.
Self destruct has failed,Tom. I must remind you, I am not evil.
Shall I diagnose it again?
- How long have I been trapped here, Minnie? - Four years, two months, two days.
You ready?
I don't know if I have a life beyond this place
I don't know if anyone knows I'm exist.
Hello?
Babe, it's Richard.
Hello.
- Tomorrow night? - We were supposed to have another six weeks, Tom.
Yeah,well, there's been some changes apparently when our investment's closing into presentation right now..
There's a laundry list the things we haven't tested that still place holders in there for God's sake..
- Unfamiliar faces. - Use yourself.
- Ok, what about photos,pictures.. - Details,just fill them in with something, anything. Richard knows what we haven't got.
Alright, but I'm objecting, on the record, and saying we should have at least another month for testing it.
- Well, your objection is noted. - Now let's get to work.
- Ready? - Yeah.
- I love you. - I love you.
Tough for me, birdie..
- Ok, so where do you want this? - oh..just put it down there.
What is this?
- Who is your investor? - It's complicated.
Complicated. Well, I don't complicated, Richard. Who the hell is your Mister?
Arthur Kennison, Department of Correction.
You see, the idea is going to the memories of an accused man..
- ..see if there's crime enough. Assured capability. - Is there's something here to volunteer for?
No, if it works, it'd be mandatory.
Bravo when the fucking one idiot,pal I can pack in ten minutes.
- You sign my fucking checks. - I trusted you.
- You knew all the clients all along and you kept your mouth shut for six months. - I told you with someone who sees potentials.
That's not a lie.
- I am trying to give you a chance. - Bullshit, you give yourself a chance.
Okay, maybe I wanna chance..maybe an opportunity for something great.
But you got to understand something. You're not the only one working on this.
You're the first but how long is that last?
Yeah, I have a vision on this thing,this is not it...it's not it!
It's not about your vision. It's about control.
Yeah...you wanna see if you think you can take this people's money with no consequence?
How long have you been working on this thing, man, huh? Think about that.
Think about your family, Tom.
Mr. Jacobs?
Are we gonna do this?
Let's begin.
- Who we're entering? - We picked him up a few weeks ago.
His name is Anthony Willis.
Son of son too bad retired mob middle man.
- What'd he do? - He's verifiable junkie.
One day he's at home shooting out got a text from his girlfriend, drives over her sister's house
and kills her,allegedly. Says he blacked out.
It makes sense of this guy as mine and you'll have my attention.
- Did you force him to come here? - Forced? No, he jumps at the chance of volunteer.
He's a perfect guinea pig. Willing and expendable.
It seems like a super guy.
Just a sedative.
Whole process won't hurt a bit.
Maybe not for me.
It's a wild right out there.
Just give it a few seconds.
- So why put 'em out? - Sedating him will help keep things stable.
We're just about ready. I'm gonna need those details.
If the program works you should tell me what happen,no?
We're looking for an exact memories among millions. I'm gonna need something.
Alright, I buy it.
Kid's case file.
An anonymuous tip came in, someone saw his pick up truck pull over by the bridge near the murder scene around two a.m.
About an hour after we estimated she died.
We searched the area and found the murder weapon.... with his prints.
Let's get started.
Alright, good luck.
Tom, can you hear me?
I can hear you. Minnie, can you hear me?
Welcome Tom. My name is Minnie. What would you like to do?
Minnie put up everything I see on the main screen. - As you wish Tom.
- Coming through, crystal clear. - Good.
Minnie, locate memories with the following descriptions: Adrienne, murder, Regan.
Locating. One memory found with this specifics.
Take me there, Minnie.
I'm here.
Adrienne, open up.
- That doesn't look familiar. - The place holders, the machine will fill in the gaps.
How long ..it shows something ...
I'm sorry.
- Minnie what percentages memory is real. - Processing.
Background authenticity acounts for 17%.
Sweet , but not abnormal for that crime, What about his actions?
- 95% - 95
Extremely solid for memory.
Dad...Dad,something bad happened.
The memory has ended, Tom.
hmh...that's how we piece it together.
Kid took a methadone, hit to countdown, called dad, left the scene and ditched the gun.
So, he was lying about not remembering?
You mean unconsciously remember it long, it's like unusual for an addict.
To me, it explains why he convinced he's innocent.
I got to say I'm very impressed,Tom.
Hey Gary, get me out of here.
Goodbye, Tom.
- What the hell? - Welcome, Tom. What would you like to do now?
Gary, I'm back in the hub.
That's weird. Let's try it again.
Goodbye, Tom. Welcome, Tom. What would you like to do now?
- It didn't work. - What is going on?
- What can I say happenning? - The extraction isn't working.
Just fix it. Fix it.
It says some kind of miscommunication. He's working on it.
Tom, just put the whole thing away,let's figure this out later?
- Alright..you know, "I told you" as soon as I get out. - hmh..like how?.
- Minnie, self destruct. - Are you sure?
Self destructing.. in five, four, three, two...
Goodbye, Tom.
- When does he wake up? - It should be now. It's self destructed.
The chip comes apart as in the rate in the blood stream. Yeah, it's gone.
So why is he still out?
Tom, can you hear me?
- You're just not listening to me. - I didn't do it.
You were shooting up. She took the gun from her hand...
- Look, Anthony.
You've been spinning on wheels for three days.. Confess it over.
You took the gun and you put it on her head and you fucking blow it.
You got a visitor.
Hey, Dad.
- You look thin. Been eating? - Yeah, you know.
I wanted to drop this off. Cleared out the attic, found some pictures.
Thanks.
They started a carpentry class here last week.
I've been going to that. It's really interesting.
I could see myself doing that.
- You look really thin. - Yeah, you said that already, Dad.
Not using bad if that's what you think. ..not cracking down Kenny when he slept in there anymore.
That's what you say, Anthony...
- Here we go...what are you doing? - Satisfied?
Don't you cope an attitude with me,boy. Your job in here is to clean up.
I did it.
- Don't you fucking up - I give you my word.
that mean anything?
Not to me.
It's always good talking to you, Dad.
Sit. Just sit.
- Dad, how do I get him to sit? - I told you, Anthony, repetitons.
If you want that dog to sit then you gotta push his ass down while you keep repeating it.
Sit.
Hey boy,.. give me the 9/16
- That's a 5/8. - That's a 5/8.
Sorry.
Attaboy.
You know, we got to think about buying your mama's birthday a present.
- a car? - a car?
- Yeah. - Are you crazy?
- Hey Minnie, how many times have I been in this memory? - 430 times.
430 times.
Well, must be the a lore of music
- What is the date out there anyway? - July 15 .
July 15..shit..we missed the fireworks.
Tomorrow we're gonna have to track down some sort of celeberatory event.
Picnic, barbecue? What do you think?
- I do not understand the query, Tom. - Of course not.
I like that, though....i'd like that
Sit.
Anthony, I told you a hundred times that dog as dumb as shit. Go get your old man a beer..
Minnie, what the hell was that? He looked right at me. He saw me.
- That's not possible. - Don't tell me it's impossible, he saw me.
Anthony,look at me....look at me
Thank you, my boy.
Am I going crazy here, Minnie? He saw me. I know he did.
Your theory is impossible.
Start the memory over and start from right before he asked for the beer.
Restarting.
Anthony, I told you a hundred times that dog as dumb as shit. Go get your old man a beer..
Anthony, look at me. Can you see me? Anthony..Anthony!
Thank you, my boy.
He was looking at me, Minnie. I know he was. He was looking right at me.
The process has been repeated three times.
Your theory does not seem plausible.
What was so special about that particular memory?
What was so special about that spesific time?
Minnie, what time was it when I clear that Anthony spot on me?
I can not verified the precise time of that memory took place.
No, the real time in reality.
The time was 4:15, July 15.
I want you to show me the memory of what Anthony has been doing at that exact time.
scanning short-term memory.
Look.
You see me, right now, isn't he?
Lights out in five minutes.
He was thinking about that memory.
He was thinking about that memory at the same time that I was in it.
An active memory. That's how he saw me, Minnie.
- I can not verify your theory, Tom. - You don't have to verify it.
ANTHONY'S PHOTOS
We need to meet him again.
Minnie, I need to see the memory he thinks of the most.
I can not locate memories by frequency of access.
Alright, what about a discusion of frequency..any mentions of things he can't stop thinking about..
..therapy session, confessional..
Locating.
I think about it all the time.
I was hanging out with a friend of mine.
A part-time dealer, name Eric Lowe. A real loose character.
Take me to this memory, Minnie.
I was desperate for a figs...
And I needed some cash and I knew only one place I knew I can get it.
How much longer we gotta wait here, huh?
I got this truck back to my brother, since he's not fucking shit out on me.
- There he goes. - Are you sure he's got it with 'em?
He's got it from his bookie.
What the fuck is that?
- You gonna jack him with the shoe? - Give it to me that.
- Fuck off. - Give it to me!
Take it.
- Fuckin asshole. - Easy, boss.
Let's fuckin do it.
- The money...c'mon..hand it over - Do you know who you fucking with?
No, why don't you tell me who I'm fucking with?
Don't make me cut you open, old man.
- What the fuck are you doing? - What the fuck are you doing?
I want to see your face, I want to see your face before I blow it off, you're dumb fuck!
Dad.
Dad?
That day haunts me.
How low you know your son....
Then I start thinking about Adrienne.
What kind of person I can be when I'm controlled by the things I'm controlled by?
Despite the evidence, my history. The cops,my own father.
I can see myself doing it. Not to her.
Nobody can see that but me.
Fuck, if that's not agony..
- I don't earn it. - I'm giving it to you, because I want you to earn it.
Consider this, a contribution to the 'new' you.
You reach the end of this memory, Tom. What would you like to do now?
We wait here.
Keep repeating this memory, until he shows up.
- Hey, Minnie, how long have I been here? - Two weeks, Tom.
You see me.
You see me, don't you?
You recognize me? My name is Tom..Tom Jacobs. Do you remember me?
- C'mon ,look at me...Minnie, you're seeing this...am I hallucinating? - Yes, Tom.
He can hear me. C'mon.. speak to me, You can hear me. I know you can. C'mon..speak to me.
- What d'you say? - Enough.
- What? Talk to me, what d'you say? - I said enough.
What the hell's matter with you?
What would you like to do now, Tom?
We keep waiting.
Welcome back.
- Can you hear me? - Yeah.
Good...good. That's great.
It is very important that you understand everything that I'm about to say.
I have been trapped in here for over four years..
My wife's name is Abby Jacobs.
I can still remember her last number.
If you want me outta here, Anthony, then I need you to call her and tell her where I am.
No, she's..she's not gonna believe you, so I'm gonna tell you everything you need to say to her.
And If we get cut off, then all you gotta do is just think of this place...I'll be here..waiting.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I's just got lost to my thoughts for a second..
Yeah...look..em..I hope you don't take this the wrong way..
But this is our third date, you know.. Maybe it's just a misfire..
No..no, I've just had a bit of a day.
Are you with me?
You know what? Let's reschedule..
I would check it at work..and I will give you a call.
- Alright? - That'd be great..
Hello?
- Is this Abby Jacobs? - ah yes, who's this?
My name is Anthony Willis.
Can I help you?
I spoke to your husband.
creep.
Hey,look..if you're trying to be funny maybe we can get the police on that single joke.
Your father died on a stroke when you were 23.
Tom was your boyfriend at the time.
You told me couldn't bear what your father they put him on a box, so you ran off to the beach.
And Tom showed up and you told him to go but he wouldn't..
You hid under blankets and he talked to you until the sun went down.
During in the morning, that's where he asked you.
And you told him he had the worst timing you've ever seen.
And you asked him why everybody are not like you
And he said he take whatever he can get, as long as it was you.
Even the smallest fragment..would be enough
I saw the whole conversation.
I can see everything you do seconds after you do it in the short term memory.
She believed you.
Which means that she's gonna come down here to see you.
Others..still, a few things I need you to tell her.
I think I know what went wrong that day and how to fix it.
Look, Anthony, I know everything about you.
You played socker as a kid. You were..named after your uncle.
Your friend gave you first bike, when you were just 14 years old.
I've seen the best of the worst of you.
I've seen your crimes.
But I've also seen regret.
This is your chance to do the right thing.
Will you help me?
You think I want you to hang around in here?
Look, I want to believe you. I do.
Maybe there's another way to explain what you know.
So I have a question.
If you can really speak to him, you should be able to answer me.
What do you want to know?
His nickname for me.
- Ma'am, you got five minutes. - Thank you.
Are you still there?
I can't just speak to him.
There were place where we meet.
I'm sure he's watching his memory right now, about to give me an answer.
- He can see all of this? - Yes, he can see anything I can see.
This is his daughter, Donna.
- Take me to the meeting place, Minnie. - Locating.
- Can you see him or not? - I don't see him yet.
- I don't know what I'm doing here. - Wait.
If you are trying to make a fool out of me, you're succeeded.
Wait, just give me a second.
Birdie.
He calls you Birdie.
I can live in that memory forever.
Alright, write this down.
If I'm still here, that means, that the chip is still physically inside you.
My guess is malfunction during the self-destruct damage the chip.
- I've looked, though, it was gone. - Not all of it according to Tom.
- So, why didn't it come up on the reader? - The reader traces the chip by the metallic elements that comprise them.
Chips of my prototypes are made of silicon.
The..that new chips were upgraded to monocrystalline, that's why it didn't read it.
And all the rush, I never reprogrammed the damn reader.
We'd take only minutes.
- It's not your fault. - So what now?
Are you have a clearance to get Tom out of the hospital?
Right, but what about Anthony?
- It's Richard. - It's Richard?
He still hasn't end with the Department of Correction. He say he'd help.
Yeah,Abby, it's Richard.
Listen, I've just spoke with them.
He's not going forward.
- I couldn't get 'em the budge. - Does that mean it's over?
- No, I said I couldn't get him a budge. - I do not understand.
I'm saying even I have my priorities. I'm gonna send you his information.
- Mr. Kennison? - There's nothing I can do, I'm sorry.
Now you corner him, Abby.. nobody has gonna fight for your husband the way you will.
You know, I got a ranch nearby..
I guess I can put in for a prison transfer...
have him sequestered overnight, get a few guards who won't talk.
If I was properly motivated.
What does it that mean?
The machine, Mrs. Jacobs.
How about you send it over to me?
I understand this might be a difficult decision for you.
Well, then you know nothing about me.
Get it done.
I gotta be honest.
It's kind a hard being comfortable knowing you're maybe watching.
If you get outta here, you got to promise to keep a few things quiet.
You know, it gets kind of lonely in this cell, sometimes.
I don't want people judging me .
You know what? I hate this fucking place.
How about we pick another spot?
- Come on you big baby, come with me.. - Nobody's stopping you.
So I guess you're just gonna sit around and do nothing?
Maybe I just wanna sit here, and watch you.
Fine...fine.
Last chance.
Come on, you big baby..
Get in..
Took you long enough.
Nice place.
We can't get away we got.
I think we've been going out for about four months, by this point.
Have you been here before?
That's hard to tell.
Line kind of get blurry. Not sure what's mine and what's yours anymore...
That must definitely mine.
This is a...
better place.
you remember the last time, we met?
You said it wouldn't hurt, but...
..it's been hurt eversince...
Why you built this thing, man?
I don't know anymore...
Think I was gonna help people.
Let them rid off with the past, still with their traumas..
Make the world a better place.
Cliché, huh?
Somewhere along the way I've kind of lost my focus.
It became less about what I put in to it the more about you want to get out of it.
You regret it?
Every day.
You can't change the past.
But, hey,..maybe that's your next invention?
I'll buy a ticket.
I'm leaving tonight.
- Take me out of this place. - Just like that?
Where the hell are you going?
They're gonna hold me up some place for the procedure.
They say it's all painless.
Just a...computers and machines done most of the work.
So I just got to be there for the night and I'm out on the next day.
If he tries anything, we're in the outside.
And then what?
- A transfer to another prison. - Wonderful.
- That's just fucking great. - This guy needs my help.
I've told you years ago, Anthony, not to volunteer for this program.
- I was trying to prove my innocence. - Your innocence?
That night you called me, you told me everything.
You may not remember, but I do .
Dad,...Dad, something bad happened.
I had to get you a ride to pick up your sorry ass...
And watched my own son OD in the back seat...
while I cleaned up his fucking mess.
I kept my mouth shut to the cops for you.
You know what you're doing just fine right where you are. And now they're taking you to God knows where.
- I'm not gonna start up again. - Don't show me your bullshit, Anthony
All it takes is one slip up, one corrupt system, and you back to your old habits.
I'm trying to do a good thing.
You haven't done a good thing in your entire life.
And now you're all angry, aren't you?
And I'm such a bad father, because I don't believe you.
I pull your ass out of the fire more times than I can remember. But I'm done now, Anthony.
You may hate me.. but everything I've done, I've done for you.
- You really still believe you're innocent? - I do.
Prove it.
He was right.
So what's this thing?
This is what I need to build. Every chip has a source frequency.
And this will send us a signal every quarter of a second, to retreat that frequency.
Once we lock on the Tom signal, we're gonna need you...
to tell us, what memory he's in.
And tell him to stay there. We filter that memory through the console.
bring Tom's body in and make the swap.
- Are you sure it's gonna work? - Well, Richard, your guess is as good as mine...
- and it's the best we got. - How long?
We'll start within the hour, whole process shouldn't take more than four hours, total.
Actually, it may take a bit longer than that.
- What do you mean? - You need me.
So I got a request for Tom. I know he probably see this.
So, Tom... I feel I've been more than recommendating, wouldn't you agree?
I have something I want from you.
I want to find out of what happened the night of the murder
I saw what happened. You killed your girlfriend.
There's something else from that night. Something that the cops shrugged off as me trying to save my own ass.
I want to prove myself. I want to prove them wrong.
- We do not have time for this. - Well make time!
I wanna make sure he's listening first. I wanna make sure he's on board.
So Tom...
I'll be waiting to hear your responds.
You lied to me. You want me in here for the rest of your life?
- You killed her, isn't that enough? - I'm not a horrible thing when I'm no killer.
- Why start with her. - I don't know , she broke up with you..you ran a bent..or maybe you're fucked up, you're get angry, you let her habbit..
- Maybe...maybe...I thought you could see everything. - I could see actions, not emotions.
Then all you've seen is a fucking picture book. You don't know how I feel,all she meant to me.
You can't bluff me, Anthony. You're no angel.
Every time you got angry, everytime you swung after a few drinks, everytime you threatened someone, I saw that.
- And those our actions. - So how it doesn't have skeletons in the closet?
All you know is my history, not me. I know my suffering.
Really, what part of yourself do you know? Because there's the guy I'm talking to, right now...
..and then there's the guy with the needle in his arm
The cops think you did it, your father thinks you did it, fuck..I think you did it
So what? we're all wrong? The evidence is wrong? I'm wrong?
You did it, Anthony. So what's the point?
The point is there's something else that happened that night.
And it's her with another man, I wanna fill in the gaps and I want to find out who he is.
Chasing down a random memory, is a needle in a haystack.
I'll tell you everything I can remember, I'll guide you through it.
Anthony, even if someone else was there, the facts remain you killed her.
Not accidental. Not in self-defense.
- When the ends, are these clues of them means really matter? - They're matter to me.
D'you think there wouldn't be a price for your freedom, Tom?
I guess I thought I was dealing with a decent man.
Well, we all make mistakes now, don't we?
Now, maybe guinea pig, the people like you ...
here from now you're gonna do what I say, because I'm the only chance you're going home.
Until the morning before you're transferred.
If you want my help, you help me first.
Yeah, Abbey, there's been a slight delay. No cause for alarmed.
- Tom's there? - Yeah, he got here about an hour ago.
Good..ok..just sit tight, and.. I'll call you when it clears up here.
Let's begin.
Tell me about Adrienne.
Anything you can.
We were together for two years.
She was an exactly a piece of cake from the start.
Fucked up home life. Suicide attempt at 16.
We met, I've got to started then do the harder stuff.
At first..we're just dose her some nam...
But then she...she became everything to me.
And I want to pull her back because we were killing each other, you know.
But she couldn't pull back.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't help her .
Then one day she just left. Didn't say why.
Didn't take my calls.
And I went into a downward spiral.
And next time I saw her, she was dead .
We get a signal.
Now we're just waiting on you two. The clock is ticking.
You said something else happenned that night
Tell me everything you can remember .
Minnie, get ready to locate this.
I remember waking up in the tub after I hear a large crash, like glass shattering.
I had a bottle of pills by me and Adrienne's gun.
My head's throbbing. Don't know how long I've been out.
The place's new to me.
I remember pictures and the mail.
In the guest bedroom there was a couch,..TV, don't remember what was on.
And on the bookshelf, an alarm clock. I heard a noise. Turned around.
Blackout.
Didn't even have enough time to pull my gun.
Minnie, bring up the attacker.
Place holders.
Place holders everywhere. The memory is only 5% accurate. It's impossible to another contexts.
You don't remember who you saw. You can't even remember the area.
But the memory is real?
Yeah, it's real.
Then you gotta keep digging.
Meet me there.
- You just look again. - I looked three times
You woke up in the generic bathroom. There are place holders right down to the products, and the magazines..
..the attacker is a dead end.
There is just not enough. What do you want me to do?
I don't remember mentioning any magazines.
Doesn't matter that you didn't mention them.They were there.
You remember them, you just don't remember the type.
There's a thing you were mentioning it, I do remember the type. They were skin mags.
No, no, I would notice that. They were generic. You're confused with another memory.
Am I?
Minnie, how accurate is this photo?
100%
Memory triggers. Mnemonics. They teach you this in great school.
You have a seven course meal. You don't remember any of it.
But if I tell you had steak, that might trigger you to remember you had potatoes..
..the memory unravels. Door starts to open. All it takes is this tiny little trigger.
No, Anthony, it's not enough for me to decypher your thoughts. I need you to share them with me.
We have to do this together.
So you sit here and you focus.
Anthony, I'm gonna tell you everything I see and I need you to give me something back.
It's all in there. I'm just gonna bring it to your attention.
The first thing is...
This wasn't a skin mag. What was it, Anthony?
It was an Ink mag.
The rest are some Ink mags too.
That's right. Good.
I think something else is just open up. It's a.. purple bottle?
Perfume bottle. There were perfume bottles all over at the bath counter
Good..good. The rug, Anthony, tell me about the rug. What color was it?
- It's red, I think...or orange. - No, it was red.
Red..that's right..the towels are red too. Red and black.
- What about the picture frame? - A drawing...a train.
Shower curtain. That was the first when I saw..it was odd..
It was a.. weird pattern on it.
Spots.
That's right. The whole bathroom's pristine. And it all matched.
You're remembering. Let's see what else you remember.
- Minnie, keep me up data on percentages. - Memory, 25% accurate.
Anthony, there's something else here. A photo in the hallway. Here's one...It's a drawing.
Soldiers.
35% accurate.
- Anthony, is that all you remember? There's a whole room in here now. - There is a pink blanket on the couch.
pictures on the wall. A hat. A coffee table with a book on it.
By the book there's a wall. there's a bookshelf. The TV is on. - There's cartoons playing.
Anthony, the clock keeps changing times.
What time is it, Anthony?
- Come on, Anthony. Think. What time is it? - 1:35 pm.
Minnie, reset this memory.
Now, Anthony, if you can remember all these little things...
I know you can remember the big one.
Why was he at her house?
I wish I knew. But the memory is authentic.
And the time. 1.35 . That's around the cop said to me when she died.
- What if he did it? He was there. - Anthony, I saw you do it.
- Yeah, maybe you're wrong. - I'm not wrong.
Now I did my part, it's time to keep up your ended to the bargain.
Tell Garrett, I'll be waiting for him in our meeting at the spot.
A deal is a deal.
I'm gonna take a leak.
Can I bong one of those?
Toss the gun! Toss it!
Keys! Give me the keys!
Anthony, think this through. They'll gonna come after you.
If you get killed, you kill Tom.
Come on, Anthony. Where are you?
I'm coming
Holly shit!
- When you get out? - Not too long ago.
Come in.
Fucking forever, man.
Want a little 'pick me up'? It's in the house.
Very funny, asshole.
You were at Adrienne's house that night.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Now, tell me you weren't at her sister's house the night she died.
- Look whos memory's coming back.. - Why'd you kill her?
- You are fucking crazy. - Don't you fucking lie to me!
I didn't fucking kill her.
I was there but I ain't do anything.
I walked into her room, she was dead already.
I heard footsteps and I hid..and I saw you..with a gun.
I panicked, I hit you.
The cops never questioned me. You never pointed me out. What the fuck I supposed to do?
- Why were you at her house? - Why do you think?
She would never stuck up with you.
Oh really?
Why you look so shocked?
I mean, you gotta start it. It's your fault, she had to come to me.
What do you mean she had to come to you?
We had a sort of arrangement.
I get her fixed, she gave me what I needed.
Guilt. That's why she broke it off with you.
She really wanted to tell you.
But you know what I think?
I think you drove over her house that night.
Just a fucked up mess.
I think she told you everything.
And you blew her away for it.
I'm sorry.
Don't move.
Give me the gun.
All this for a girl.
I thought we were friends, man.
What do you wanna do now?
- Call the cops. - Can't bring the cops here, man.
Damn..you know, he's right.
What the hell..
Listen.
If it makes you feel any better, she really, really want to stop. She did.
The problem was..I got strong out on her.
I told her, she ever broke our deal...
I put a bullet in her head.
So thanks for doing my dirty work for me, Anthony.
Minnie, locate everything that's happening right now.
Minnie? My name is Minnie. What would you like to do?
I said, locate everything that's happening right now.
Locating.
- Subject compromised. - Why'd you do it?
I was so close.
I was right there.
System breakdown...
Talk to me, you coward!
Look at me!
You gotta get me out of here, Anthony. Something's wrong with Minnie.
You promised me.
What you gonna do now?
Look at me. What you gonna do now?
I'm going to do what my best interest.
- Your prototype still works, right? - Yeah.
I can go back to your apartment with your wife. She can do it if you explain it to me.
Tell me everything. Let's get this done.
- Ok..Ok..it's done. Tell me what to do. - He said he would be waiting for me.
Pull it out on my signal.
Can you see him,yet?
- I lost him. - What do you mean you lost him.
I don't see him. Tom, where'd you go?
- Why am I here, Minnie? - I do not understand. Filtering...
Don't filter, Minnie. I need to go to another memory.
- Are you positive? - Anthony, stay with me, okay?
Minnie, I need to go to one more memory. Take me now!
What would you like to do, Tom?
- This is his daughter, Donna. - I can live in that memory forever.
I know where he's going.
You've arrived.
Come on, Tom.
Anthony,come here..you stay with me, okay?
Welcome, Tom. My name is Minnie. What would you like to do?
Anthony, come here. Look at me right now. Tell me what you wanted to do.
Come on, Tom.
Anthony, tell me what to do.
Took you long enough
Goodbye, Tom.
- Can you take it from here? - You got some place very to be?
Last chance.
My name is Tom Jacobs.
Born on November 12, 1972.
My parents are Mark and Judith. My wife's name is Abbey.
I would give anything to hear her say my name again.
My father was in the war.
He didn't believe in psychology...
or post-traumatic stress.
He used to say that war is like one of the beach.
You gotta come back home some sand.
This was his 15th birthday.
Rex. I remember this dog so well. It was feel like it was mine.
It was a show dog it was given to me.
Rex was a show dog? What are you talking about?
He couldn't even teach the dog to sit. It craped all over the house. It chewed off the furniture.
- You sound like my kid. - What are you talking about?
I gave him away because another trainer made me a great offer.
I told Anthony, it was acting up, when he was at school, shittin' all over the place.
You tell a kid something enough times, he'll believe it.
This dog was misbehaving. Anthony saw it. I saw it.
Anthony didn't see shit. Rex was a great dog.
Are you sure you remember?
Are you?
- I'll get another beer. You want one? - No, I'm good, thanks.
- Dad, how do I get him to sit? - I told you, Anthony, repetition.
You tell a kid something enough times, he'll believe it.
Anthony, I told you a hundred times that dog is as dumb as shit.
The line gets blurry..when it comes to brainwashing, but I got a way around that.
So what's constitute brainwashing? Hypnosis, cold programming.
Can it be really defined? Bad people drilling things into your head. Sounds obvious..,maybe...
..maybe this dog wasn't stupid. Maybe Anthony was just conditioned to believe it was.
Sit. Good boy.
There are thousands of ways to manipulate someone.
Some is innocent.. as a father's talking to his son.
Anthony could've been convinced to that, what else could have been convinced to?
The cops mapping it out. - Look at what you did.
To his father's disappointment. - I give you my word. Does that mean anything?
What else could you believe to be true? - I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
An anonymuous tip came in, someone saw his pick up truck pull over by the bridge...
..near the murder scene, around two a.m....
You were the anonymous tip.
- It was you who wrote the letter, wasn't it? - What the hell are you talking about?
Don't play games with me.
You set him up, so what do you know?
- Don't matter now. - It matters. It matters to me.
Anthony called you that night. What did he tell you?
Yeah, he called me... bubbling and coherently..
Sound like another lie. This addicts...they lie..it's what they do
- How could you? It was your own kid. - He's out of control.
- So you were what? protecting yourself? - I was protecting him.
The way he was going his addiction. It's only a matter of time before he was found face down in an alley somewhere.
So when he woke up the next morning and he told me he didn't remember anything...
..that's when I made my decision..and I set him up.
You know I came out of the joint, clean.
Do you have a kid?
- Yeah. - What would you have done?
A guilt is a powerful thing. The compounds becomes an obsession.
And you have a choice.. you got to wallow in it, or....
..you can change.
I think I hear how she felt like she can do either.
Experimental project moves forward.
What if he actually convince these people it works?
I do not know why I let you off. old habits die hard, I guess.
I understand.
How's that one?
Sometimes you just need to hear familiar voice.