- ( girl laughs ) - Woman: Okay, you've got to make a wish.
Woman: But I married you to take care of us.
( Iaughing )
Woman: Okay, everybody ready for cake?
Man: Your famiIy is doing weII in protective custody.
Did you do it?
Woman: Yay, okay. Everyone sing Happy--
Man: Don't you understand? You heIp me you heIp yourseIf.
Girl: I Iove it, Daddy.
( rock music pIaying )
( gunfire )
( panting )
( gunfire )
( buIIets ricochet )
( gunfire )
( grunts )
( gunfire )
So you're saying you can't or you won't intervene in Salt Lake City?
Look, Mason, you're not my superior. l don't take my orders from you.
I asked you niceIy.
So what is there in SaIt Lake City that scares you?
The Jazz?
Look, it's none of our business.
lt's Bureau business and it started in our jurisdiction.
AII right, if you reaIIy think our presence there wiII make the difference,
I'II contact them and get a copy of the report.
But for the record, you're stiII not my boss.
Yet.
( sighs ) He's back.
Woman: Then the red cart,
that wouId represent her chiIdhood.
So as you can see, random objects can in themseIves
trigger profound reversal of some forms of retrograde amnesia.
Which in many cases can resuIt in a recaptured memory.
- ( phone rings ) - Excuse me.
( poIice radio chatter )
- Was it reaIIy him? - I'm fine. And you?
I'm sorry. It's good to see you.
You knoW, it might have been him. I showed his photo to SeattIe SWAT.
- And? - WeII, they saw a resembIance.
But this guy, he was a dirty doWn-and-outer.
Besides, they onIy got a brief gIimpse of him before he ran.
- Why did he run? - He killed a guy.
It actuaIIy was in the act of saving a IittIe girl's Iife.
That sounds more Iike him.
Mason: The local PD was running a ransom exchange.
A IocaI Iawyer recorded some incriminating conversations
with the son of a big mob boss.
Kid got spooked, kidnapped the Iawyer's daughter.
I guess our guy was in the right pIace at the right time.
- Grace: Was it reaIIy him? - Give me back my baby.
I gave you what you wanted. Now Iet her go.
Maybe I shouId just keep her.
She is a pretty IittIe thing.
For God's sake heIp me, pIease.
PIease heIp me.
You just kiIIed her.
Say goodbye to your IittIe-- ( grunts )
( sirens bIaring )
They tried to kiII him for his efforts.
This is it.
God knows how he is, but he got away.
Now we're not the onIy ones Iooking for him.
Let them join the club. See if they have any better Iuck.
They think he's been here for about six months,
but they couIdn't make a positive ID without prints.
You can't leave prints when you don't have any.
Mason.
It's another digit.
He's starting to remember.
So what do we do now?
Same thing we aIways do-- we wait.
What are you gonna do with that?
If we see him again it couId be a key
to unIocking some of his buried memories.
l want to thank you for sticking through aII this.
He is my patient.
I need to see this through.
And you don't miss me at aII?
It was one night.
I think we shouId Ieave it at that.
So he got away again?
Yes, sir.
And the last time we had any contact with him was?
1 0 months ago. Tucson. No coIIateraI.
But there's been more than enough collateral on this case,
hasn't there, Agent Reese?
But he's potentiaIIy a major source of embarrassment for us, sir.
Not as embarrassing as an overbudgeted case with no resuIts.
Look, somewhere in that screwed-up head of his
he knows who the moIe who's been tipping off the Russian mob is.
Don't we want to be ahead of that?
Sure. But we haven't been so far, have we?
Let it go.
Grace: Even in these aIternate states,
the cIues to the true seIf can aIways be found
in the metaphor that the mind is pIaying out.
If we Iook at each piece of the Iarger puzzIe
then we can discover...
we can discover
that they fit together to tell the story.
But putting the puzzIe together,
noW that's something that onIy the patient can do
and onIy when they're ready.
That's it for today, cIass. Paper is due tomorrow.
Thank you.
What are you doing here?
Has something come up with the extension of the numbers?
No.
I mean, I don't know.
Look, Grace, there's no way to sugar-coat this.
They've kiIIed the case.
What? You can't do this.
It's not up to me.
But I don't understand.
It's Chief Pickar.
He's wanted to shut this down ever since our guy went rogue.
He's not rogue. He's sick.
He needs heIp.
It's out of my hands.
So that's it?
You just forget about it? Act Iike he never existed?
He has.
Grace, I can't go against orders.
WeII, maybe you can't.
But...
but if I can find him...
I can heIp him.
It's not a good idea.
Look, you work for the FBI, not me.
Grace: Now for this first interview
I'm just gonna ask you a few simple questions, okay?
I'm not crazy.
ls that what you think? That I think you're crazy?
WeII, you did say you found me covered in bIood
trying to break into the SeattIe shipping docks.
Grace: WeII, yes, there was that.
So if I'm not crazy, then what am l?
Grace: The mind is an amazing thing.
When things become too much for us to bear,
it can protect us without us even knowing.
I beIieve you saw and or experienced some kind of trauma
that initiaIIy triggered this state.
( gunshots )
( girl screaming )
( phone ringing )
( speaking Spanish )
( siren bIares )
( poIice radio chatter )
( speaking Spanish )
( gunshot )
Amigos.
Uno, dos...
( speaking Spanish )
( grunts )
( speaking Spanish )
Gracias.
Muchas gracias, señor.
Make sure the gringo is dead.
Vamos.
- ( thuds ) - ( gasps )
( groans )
( speaks Spanish )
( car starts )
( horn honks )
( speaks Spanish )
( grunts )
Is it someone that you know?
( Iaughing )
( gunfire )
( groans )
Fuck.
Big bad ass, this one.
I keep teIIing you
I don't know who they are.
Maybe you don't, amigo.
But you know where you were taking them.
I am going to show you--
I am going to show you
what we do
to cop kiIIers in this country.
( Iaughing )
( groaning )
Aw, shit.
( shouting in Spanish )
Is it a chiId that you're drawing?
( gunshots )
( grunting )
( screaming )
Don't do it.
( phone ringing )
HeIIo?
I don't know who I'm caIIing here.
It's the onIy number I can remember.
Where are you?
I'm sorry for bothering you.
No no, you're not bothering me. Please don't hang up.
I'm a friend.
Hey! Hey, what are you doing?
Hey!
Yeah, I caIIed the number back.
It's a gas station just north of the CaIifornia-Oregon border.
Slow down. Are you sure it was him?
Definitely. He may be retracing his steps.
Look, he sounded very disoriented.
I'm Iooking at some pretty gruesome photos of an all-out slaughter
- at the Tijuana PoIice Department. - And?
And they were interrogating a coyote that fits his description
when he went baIIistic and took down the whoIe poIice force.
And you think that it's him?
Or whoever he thinks he is these days.
Look, just the fact that he caIIed means he's remembering.
It's a cry for heIp.
Mason, we have to do something.
We've been warned to Ieave it aIone.
No.
You've been warned.
He remembered her number.
I guess that's progress.
Good. Then what are we doing here?
She wants to try and track him down.
But if we go against orders it'II just draw suspicion.
What's going on?
They're in my computer.
So what did you find out about my computer probIem?
I don't think you want to know. l don't think l want to knoW.
I'm a big boy. I can handIe it.
AII right, okay. Look,
nobody can access our system from the outside. Nobody.
- So it is from inside the Bureau. - Yeah, but here's the thing.
OnIy two peopIe have the access code to get into the individual files.
- And I'm one of them. - And the other is?
( door opens )
Who do you think? Pickar.
I figured.
Don't sweat it. It's not Iike he was checking up on you personaIIy.
- You're cool. - What do you mean?
- You know what he's searching for? - Yeah. Dude, she's hot.
Who is that?
What, dude?
- I think it's a mistake. - We'll be okay.
Is it a chiId that you're drawing?
- ( gunfire ) - Stranger: They kiIIed a man.
- ( girl giggIing ) - ( gunfire )
You okay there?
Hey, paI, can I heIp you with something? You look a little lost.
( speaking Russian )
BeIieve it or not, my grandmother was from Moscow.
I couId reaIIy use the work.
Katya.
DeduIya, where have you been?
I've been shopping. Here, put this in the gaIIey.
And don't eat aII the chocoIate.
DeduIya.
( Iaughs )
So you ever work a boat before?
Oh yeah, all my life. East Coast, Iobstering.
Huh. WeII, here we are saImon,
sabIefish, some swordfish, occasionaI squid.
I can handIe nets if that's what you're fishing for.
MikhaiI. WeIcome aboard, Jake.
You can hand me the first there.
Thank you.
- Excuse me. Hi. - Hi.
Have you seen this guy?
( chuckIes ) Yup.
Headed to Coos Bay.
Boy Iikes riding fish trucks.
Hey, you're pretty good at that.
l noticed your boat is named Igrushka Katya--
Katya's Toy.
So that must make you the famous Katya.
I am.
My daddy named it after me.
He was a fisherman.
What do you mean was? Isn't he your daddy?
Who? Oh, DeduIya.
No, he's my grandfather.
That's a cute granddaughter you've got.
Yeah.
She's aII the famiIy I have Ieft.
Her mother died during her birth
and her father...
weII, her father was not smart.
This used to be his boat.
Are you sure you've never met a Vladimir Korchekoff?
No, can't say that I have.
He was Katya's father.
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
Na zdorovie.
- ( rock music playing ) - Man: What's up, baby?
Man #2: HoId on a second.
( motorcycIe revving )
What can I get you?
Uh, a gIass of Chardonnay.
Uh, box or jug?
Surprise me.
- What can I get you? - Beer, thanks.
I'm Iooking for this man. Have you seen him?
What, are you a cop or something?
I'm his doctor.
Nope, sorry.
l think l'd remember if that guy waIked in here.
lf you do see him, I'm staying at the BeIIevue.
Okay. WiII do.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Wonder if she's give me a physicaI.
( chuckIes )
Keep the change.
Hey, Mickey. How'd you do today?
Eh, we didn't get out.
To much to fix on that oId tub.
We'II get out tomorrow.
But I did find a new mate.
BiIIy, meet Jake here.
Hey, some bird was just in here a few hours ago Iooking for him.
- For Moscow? - Yeah.
- Must be mistaken. - Yeah?
WeII, if you think she ain't, she's staying up the bIock at the BeIIevue.
( Iaughs ) You work fast, my friend.
( knocking )
They toId me you're Iooking for me doWn at the bar.
Yes, of course. PIease come in.
Do we know each other?
Um...
I just want to taIk with you.
About what?
About you. And some things that I know.
PIease come in.
You know, we've actuaIIy met four times before this, you and l.
I think I'd remember you.
l'd like to tell you a story if you don't mind.
PIease, have a seat.
My name is Dr. Grace Bishop.
You and I met for the first time two years ago.
An FBI agent named Mason Reese caIIed me in
when the police found you on the docks covered in bIood.
At the time you said you worked on a Russian freighter.
Look, Iady--
Later at the hospital you couIdn't recaII any of it.
And two days after that you escaped.
Then four months Iater you were found again,
this time beIieving yourseIf to be Jonathon Bower, a dock worker.
And then again you disappeared.
Look, I don't know who you think l am, but you definitely got--
Six times you've awoken that I know of.
This last time we believe you were taken into custody
trying to truck iIIegaIs over the border from Mexico.
Sounds Iike I've been busy.
Okay, Iook, this isn't a joke. Please, just...
PIease.
This is who I'm Iooking for. And him.
You won't remember any of this because your mind won't Iet you.
This person you think you are now,
you made him up.
These peopIe you've made up.
I'm trying to heIp you. You have to beIieve me.
( bangs )
Shh.
Let's just stay right where we are.
Dr. Grace Bishop, come on out.
We just want to talk with your friend here.
TeII her to come out.
Come on, teII her to come out.
What's this aII about?
We're just gonna wait here for a whiIe.
Why?
It's for your own safety.
So that gun is for my safety?
No. Don't!
( car aIarm beeping )
Grace: Is he dead?
He's not exactIy the picture of heaIth, is he?
- Who was he? - l don't knoW.
He must have foIIowed me home from the bar.
What do we do now?
Let's get the heII out of here.
My car is around back.
Let's go. Just stay cIose.
Okay.
Right here.
- Are we safe here? - Yeah, for noW.
Is this yours?
No, the owner said I couId stay. l'm working for him.
Can I get you something?
You gonna take care of that?
No, it's good. l'm good.
So who do you think that was?
According to you, I don't even know who I am.
You reaIIy don't recognize me?
It's Iike I said before.
I'm trying to but I just don't.
You did this?
Yeah. Kind of a hobby.
ShouId probabIy stick to fishing, right?
( giggIing )
Where'd you get that?
You gave it to me during one of our first sessions.
Look, all l knoW is before these episodes
l was told that you were an FBl informant inside the Russian mob.
You were invoIved in busting some drug-trafficking ring.
And then, I don't know, something happened.
Dr. Bishop has quite an obsession with this guy.
I can't beIieve Agent Reese kept her invoIvement from us for this Iong.
Just heard from the PortIand fieId office.
Someone meeting our guy's description
just confronted one of their agents in Coos Bay.
He fled the scene and now the agent's in criticaI condition.
You want me to organize transportation?
No, Iet PortIand deaI with it.
With this guy's track record he's probabIy Iong gone by now.
- Where's Reese? - Can't Iocate him.
- He hasn't checked in for hours. - Find him.
- I want this. Take it aII down. - Yes, sir.
You heard him. Bag it, pIease.
Uh-huh.
And you know where that is?
AII right.
- Who was that? - A friend.
Someone that can heIp.
He's with the FBI.
Right after coIIege a friend and l headed off to Maine.
We spent a summer Iearning to Iobster.
And it was the mornings that got me, you know?
There was aIways this crispness in the air,
the saIt on your tongue.
Sometimes it was so coId you'd think your fingers were gonna faII off.
The waves and the seaguIIs,
the hum of the motor--
it was the most connected to anything I've ever feIt.
And you're teIIing me I made aII that up?
That it never happened?
I don't know if it happened.
Maybe.
Maybe some of it.
Parts of it.
Maybe none of it.
I can stiII taste the saIt on my tongue.
How am I supposed to beIieve this--
what did you caII it?
Dissociative view.
It just takes over anytime and I won't even knoW it's happening?
That's how it works.
Why?
To protect you.
There's something that happened, some trauma.
Your mind needed to escape and this is how it deaIt with it.
By becoming other peopIe?
Yes.
What was the trauma?
TruthfuIIy,
I don't know.
- ( rattIing ) - Grace: Don't!
You son of a bitch.
( grunting )
( machinery whirring )
It took me a whiIe to put it aII together.
l am old man. I don't remember things so good.
But my son toId me everything
before those Mexicans came and made my Katya an orphan.
I don't know what you're taIking about.
( groans )
( gunshots )
You set my son up!
He beIieved you.
But when you didn't pay them
they filled him so full of lead I couId use his body as an anchor.
( gunshots )
You son of a bitch.
( groans )
You sorry bastard!
( metaI rings )
I hope your big ass floats.
For what it's worth, l felt bad for you and your granddaughter.
But I'm not sure I know what you're taIking about.
Get a warrant to track the doctor's cell.
Yes, sir.
Have we heard anything from Reese?
Nada.
I want you to go through those tapes.
See if we can come up with any leads.
Yeah.
Hey, you know what's at stake here.
You don't go home untiI it's done.
Yeah.
You seem to be very popuIar with peopIe you don't know.
Those Russians were about to kiII both of us
and you don't remember them at aII.
No, not a cIue.
Do you remember when those pictures were taken?
No.
Who am I?
Look, you're probabIy inbetween fugue states.
You're more Iike an amnesiac who just doesn't knoW who they are.
And that's better?
You're starting to remember who I am, and that's a beginning.
- Both of you okay? - Barely.
Look, we have to get away from here right away.
You knoW that guy you put into the ICU, he was an FBI agent.
How did he know where we were?
Pickar broke into my computer trying to steal information.
- On him? - No, on you, Grace.
On me?
- Why? - Why do you think?
They figured you'd Iead them to him, and they were right.
And now unfortunateIy Pickar reaIizes
that he's not gonna go get Iost or come in quietIy.
He reopened the case and he's heading it up himseIf personaIIy.
- This is crazy. - Look, Pickar is crazy.
He wiII stop at nothing to erase any evidence against him.
Does he remember anything eIse?
You know, Iike the numbers?
What numbers?
What the heII couId I have done to cause aII this?
Not something you've done.
It's something you know.
Look, foIIow me. I've got to find us a pIace to hide.
I'II figure this out.
Dude, you have no idea. l mean, no idea.
This pIace is Iike turned upside down.
You're noW a fugitive. I couId go to jaiI just for taIking to you.
- Who is saying what? - You know that agent in Coos Bay?
He died. Everybody is saying everything.
And your man just made the Most Wanted list.
- I am so fucked. - Not if you heIp me.
That's how I got fucked in the first pIace.
Harris, you heIp me you heIp yourseIf.
- Mason, you need to come in. - I wiII.
But first I need you to get a message out to Agent DanieIs for me.
Harris, are you with me?
A message to Agent DanieIs, yeah l can do that.
I need you to teII him that I'm bringing our guy in.
- What, the guy? - Just tell him.
TeII him to give me about eight hours. He knows the place.
Can I count on you, Harris?
What are my options? l can do that, yeah.
- Where the hell is he? - Just reIax. He's taking a shower.
Is he aII right in there?
Just Iet him take a shower.
Grace...
that agent died.
He died?
What was he doing there in the first pIace?
That's what I've been trying to teII you.
Pickar wouId just as soon see us all dead
before we can prove he's the moIe.
- He's the FBI. - So am I.
We just need to hoId out for a few hours.
Yeah, okay.
Grace,
our guy wasn't an informant for the Bureau.
He was an agent.
You Iied to me?
He was part of a task force
whose job was to infiItrate the Russian mob
as they were making the move to traffic for the Tijuana drug carteI.
The Bureau bankroIIed him and he got in so deep
that eventuaIIy he became their deaImaker.
And you couIdn't teII me that?
Nobody knew except Pickar, DanieIs and myseIf.
The mother and daughter we didn't even teII.
We just tucked them away into protective custody.
It just wasn't something you needed to knoW.
How do you know what I need to know to do my job?
Look, before he went crazy,
he discovered that there was a moIe in the Bureau.
I need him to remember who it was.
But you know it's Pickar.
Yeah, but there's no way l can make a case without his testimony.
( sighs )
And what's with the numbers?
It may be to a safety deposit box,
a storage bin where he stashed the Bureau's money
that he never paid the carteI.
What are you saying?
That he's in it for the take?
TruthfuIIy, I have no idea.
But what I do know now is Pickar wouId Iike to see him dead.
And he wouIdn't mind if we go too.
Has anyone toId his famiIy?
( woman Iaughs )
You Iike it?
You're moving us to God knows where.
( girl giggIing )
No!
You know, he's been in there a Iong time.
What's he doing, curling his hair?
Hey, you okay?
Hey, come on out.
Hey, open the goddamn door.
- Damn! - Don't shoot him.
Hey! HoId it right there!
You hear me? I'm counting to three.
One, two,
three--
What the heII is wrong with you?
Shooting him isn't gonna soIve anything.
For Christ's sakes, Grace, l wasn't trying to kill him.
He's our Iast chance at surviving this without getting heavy jaiI time.
That's if we don't get kiIIed first.
So you're that good of a shot that you were just aiming to wound him?
I'm not gonna Iet him disappear on us again.
This what you're Iooking for?
Hey, Iook,
l wasn't actually trying to shoot you, aII right?
We're here for your own good.
Just put the gun down, pIease. He's telling the truth.
Why don't we aII just take a nice IittIe waIk?
Don't do anything rash. We're aII in this together.
Together?
I don't know who the heII y'aII are.
Now come on, turn around. Let's start waIking.
Grace: No!
( groans )
Don't shoot.
You have to Iisten to me.
Give me the keys.
You're just a little confused right now.
You have to beIieve me. I want to heIp you.
Get in.
Get in!
( groaning )
Nope, but it sure feeIs that way.
Grace: How Iong ago did they Ieave you,
your wife and daughter?
Two months.
CIeared out everything.
Grace: Can you teII me anything about what happened
before your wife and daughter Ieft you?
Was there a fight? An argument?
It was because of my job at the docks.
I wasn't there for them.
Stranger: Look, I just need to know that you're safe.
Woman: And how am I supposed to knoW you're safe?
Stranger: The Russians are making the deal with the Tijuana cartel.
Mason: I need to take this chance.
Everything okay?
I have to go to the bathroom.
It's here.
( poIice radio chatter )
PeopIe are after us. Do you understand?
I remember the FBI.
Yeah, them too.
The person you are right now
wouldn't happen to knoW how to hotwire one of those?
( siren bIaring )
( honks horn )
Find anything on those tapes?
Not reaIIy.
But just heard from an Oregon Highway PatroIman
who says he spotted the doc's car at a gas station.
Thinks it was them that gave chase on a motorcycIe.
Three peopIe on a motorcycIe?
Just two. Sound Iike the doctor and Tomashevsky.
- No Agent Reese? - No.
Let me guess, they got away.
Yeah, but we did manage to get a Iock on the doctor's ceII phone.
Do you want me to contact the Washington Troopers?
- Have them put an APB out? - Sure.
- But we shouId be there. - Sir.
You seemed pretty comfortabIe on the back of that Harley.
( Iaughs )
I grew up on one.
You rode Harleys?
My brother was a rider.
No kidding? Does he stiII ride?
No.
Uh...
he's dead.
I'm sorry.
It's aII right.
It's just I don't reaIIy taIk about him that much.
It was a Iong time ago.
I understand.
Guess it reaIIy doesn't matter. You're not gonna remember it anyways.
He kiIIed himseIf.
Do you know why?
He suffered from a mentaI iIIness.
I tried to do everything I couId to heIp him,
but in the end...
it wasn't enough.
WeII, we're aImost out of gas.
Where are we going?
Without Mason I'm not sure.
Who?
( sighs )
The man that you beat up Iast night,
beIieve it or not, was trying to heIp us.
What are you taIking about?
I'm gonna see if I can get ahoId of him.
( phone ringing )
- Dr. Bishop. - Yes?
This is Agent FIeming of the FBI.
We know you're in this junkyard with a federaI fugitive.
We have this pIace surrounded.
- They're here. - Who?
- The FBl. - ( heIicopter whirring )
We do not want to hurt you.
What are we gonna do?
Fleming: Come out now.
We have this pIace surrounded.
Get in. Get in.
- ln here? - Get in. Don't make a sound.
Pickar: Agent Tomashevsky.
Agent Tomashevsky, we know you're in there.
This is Bureau Chief RonaId Pickar.
You'II be heIping her and you
if you turn yourseIves in.
Agent Tomashevsky, you're surrounded.
You have no choice. Do the right thing.
Give yourseIf up and no harm wiII come to you.
It's the end of the Iine, Tomashevsky.
Make the easy choice and we can aII go home.
( door sIams )
( gunfire )
I got him.
Get down! Move!
( agents shouting )
Agent: Over there! Over there!
You can save him, Dr. Bishop.
Just get him to turn himseIf in.
Come on.
Save yourseIf, save him. Do it.
- Come on. - No.
This is Bureau Chief RonaId Pickar.
We've got Dr. Bishop.
lt'll be a lot easier on her and you if you turn yourseIf in.
He's gonna run.
Let's see. Just hoId on.
- Come on out. - Hands up.
Hands up.
Hands up! Behind your head.
Turn around.
I don't know.
Come on, Tom, you can make this
a Iot easier on yourseIf if you just cooperate.
Tom? Tom. Tom.
Look, Tom, I don't need you to understand every aspect of this operation.
Tom.
Come on.
Where's the money, Tom?
I don't know what you're taIking about.
AII right, this is your choice.
Pete.
HoId him stiII. HoId him stiII.
Come on, man.
Jesus, you can't treat him Iike this. What are you giving him?
It's just sodium amobarbitaI.
We're hoping it'II jog his memory.
You don't get it, do you?
He's not hiding anything by choice.
Sodium amobarbitaI has no credibiIity.
The subject can be coerced into having a faIse memory.
That's why you'II be doing the interview.
Do you reaIize that you're protecting someone
who has put your Iife in great danger?
He wouId never hurt me.
l'm not talking about Agent Tomashevsky,
aIthough, I wouIdn't be so sure about that.
I'm taIking about Agent Mason Reese.
What did he teII you about aII this?
You shouId know.
You're the one that cIosed the case.
You're the one that's trying to have us kiIIed.
No one's trying to kiII anyone here, Dr. Bishop.
And I didn't cIose the case. That's why we're all here.
We want Iawyers.
This has got to come to an end.
How do I know that you're not the Ieak?
If you pIease.
Tom.
Tom !
Dr. Bishop wouId Iike to speak with you.
How do you feeI?
Dizzy.
They shouIdn't have given you that stuff.
I don't know how they can get away with this stuff.
- Hey, what's going on? Hey! - Sit down.
Hey, are you okay?
( grunts )
Do you know the name Tomashevsky?
Because apparentIy that's who you are.
- No! - I Iove it, Daddy.
That's a reaIIy IoveIy picture. Is it someone that you know?
( giggIing )
I remember the name Lucy.
Lucy.
Lucy? I--
Your daughter.
Is your daughter named Lucy?
- What are you doing here? - Come here.
( muffled shouting )
It's okay. It's okay, I'm Agent DanieIs.
- We met before with-- - Mason. I remember you.
That right. He sent me to get you guys out of here.
You've got to heIp. You too.
- Get yourself up. - I don't know if this is a good idea.
ASAP, Iet's go. Lift.
The gray sedan right over there.
You know, Grace, as soon as Pickar gets that number
he gonna want to cover his tracks.
That means you too. It means aII of us.
Here, get him on here.
I can't take this information to Pickar
without your voicemaiI.
RonaId Pickar?
Yeah, that's right. He's remembering.
That's good. That's good.
( groans )
Run. Run.
Just go. Run.
Grace! Grace, come back here!
Grace!
( coughs ) Come here.
( sighs )
I remember the name Lucy.
Lucy.
Mason: What are you gonna do with that?
If we see him again it couId be a key
to unIocking some of his buried memories.
Three... three... three...
30... 30... 30...
3041 .
A phone.
What am I supposed to do with this?
Enter your password.
What's the password?
You have one unheard message.
Press 1 to pIay.
Stranger: Why did you want to see me?
Mason: I needed to take this chance.
- You wearing that wire I gave you? - No.
- Good. - You sure no one can find us here?
OId HeIIer MiII.
UnfortunateIy shake roofs feII out of favor years ago.
And how's my good oId friend Boris doing?
WeII, he may be an oId friend of yours,
but he's not such a good friend of mine right noW.
Look, Tom, I understand you've been through a difficult time.
But I can teII you that your famiIy,
they're doing fine in protective custody.
You stiII got that money I gave you?
You toId me not to give it to them and I didn't,
even though they kiIIed a man and probabIy want me dead as weII.
I don't need you to understand every aspect of this operation.
But what I can teII you is the Bureau thinks the money is gone.
Yeah, but we know it isn't.
Where is it now?
I've got it.
Good.
When this is aII over, we'II both take a spIit.
Wait a minute.
You toId me that withhoIding that payment wouId smoke out the rat in the department.
WeII, it worked.
I shouId have known you were the mole.
The Bureau's not gonna want their money back?
Mason: They think it's gone.
Hey, Iisten.
lf that money doesn't eventuaIIy show up, I'm dead--
either from the Russians who know I never made the payment
or the Mexicans who never got paid.
The Russians got their dope.
Let them have their war.
That's what this whoIe operation was about.
Let them kill each other whiIe you and I get rich.
You're kidding right?
Not when my career and Iife is on the Iine.
I'm offering you a partnership where you can make some reaI dough
for aII the sacrificing you've done for our country.
That's if I Iive.
You can join your wife and daughter in protective custody.
I didn't mind screwing the Tijuana carteI. That was my job.
But I'm not gonna die for a few Iousy bucks.
Mason: I wouIdn't caII $2 miIIion a few Iousy bucks.
You can buy that pretty IittIe Lucy a whoIe Iot of swing sets.
No.
I'm out.
And so are you.
What do you mean, so am l?
You're wearing that wire, aren't you?
You're wearing that goddamn wire.
I'm not wearing a wire, but you did Ieave one heII of a message.
Hey, stop right there.
You're making a big mistake, paI. Give me that phone.
- It's over, Mason. - ( gunshots )
Don't you understand? You heIp me, you heIp yourseIf.
Come back here, you son of a bitch!
Look, I just need to know that you're safe.
And how am I supposed to knoW you're safe?
Hey, I can take care of myseIf.
Wake up, Tomashevsky.
You remember this pIace, don't you?
You sure no one can find us here?
No, oId HeIIer MiII.
UnfortunateIy shake roofs feII out of favor years ago.
I figured since you've been here before it might jog your memory.
You toId me that withhoIding that payment wouId smoke out the rat in the department.
WeII, it worked.
What started here is about to end here one way or another.
Either you're gonna remember where you put my money
and that recording,
or you'II be taking it to your grave.
What is it? Getting dead, as you Iike to put it.
Stiff the Mexicans. Stash the cash.
Now what wouId that do other than getting me dead?
I've been through a Iot of crap with you,
incIuding a pair of sore arms.
And just so we understand each other,
I'm emotionaIIy prepared not to get what I want.
There is a number.
I need that number...
and what it beIongs to.
304.
No!
- Think. - ( grunts )
Think.
Think!
Is it a safety deposit box?
What bank? I need some answers.
- This is some serious money. - lt's 3...
Your famiIy is doing weII in protective custody.
0...
I can take care of myseIf, right?
l married you to take care of us.
4...
- Like it? - I Iove it, Daddy.
( grunting )
Is it a post office box?
A combination? What?
- It's 3... - No!
0... 4.
This is the Iast time we'II be coming here for a while.
If they ever trace you back to the Bureau...
I get it.
Your source was right.
The Russians are making a deaI with the Tijuana carteI.
I'm teIIing you, it's someone high up in the Bureau.
Everything we know, they know.
So why are we here?
I'm risking my cover to teII you what we already know?
That's preciseIy why you're here.
This wiII smoke out the moIe in the department.
This is some serious money.
Get inbetween the deaI.
Stiff the Mexicans. Stash the cash.
Now what wouId that do other than getting me dead?
WeII, drive the moIe crazy.
Look, he's gonna be the onIy one who knows
that the money didn't get to the destination. It'II break him.
I know it's 304.
What are the rest of the numbers?!
MentaI case.
Do something.
I think you know by now
that he's not kidding.
So if I were you,
I'd give him what he wants.
- Thank you for the meeting. - Not a problem.
But why me?
I don't know who eIse to taIk to.
l'm trusting you with some very damaging information.
I understand.
Do you have the ceII phone with you?
No, it's safe.
- And the money? - Safer.
Hey, I'm in a Iot of jeopardy here.
- I understand your situation. - I don't think you do.
Agent Reese needs to be brought into custody
before I turn the money over.
I--
I can't take this information to Pickar
without the voicemaiI.
Did you happen to make a copy of it?
I'II figure out how to get it to you when the time is right.
He's the onIy superior you ever taIked to.
Not only do l see your memory improving...
but I see a marked improvement in your reasoning skiIIs.
So reason this--
if I don't hear those numbers
from your mouth in the next three seconds,
I'm gonna bIow your head off.
( gunshot )
Just wanted to Iet you know that I'm not kidding.
Not when my career and Iife is on the Iine.
I didn't mind screwing the Tijuana carteI. That was my job.
But I'm not gonna die for a few Iousy bucks.
You set my son up!
They fiIIed him so fuII of Iead I couId use his body as an anchor.
How's my dear oId friend Boris doing?
WeII, he may be an oId friend of yours,
but he's not such a good friend of mine right noW.
Come back here, you son of a bitch!
- ( giggling ) - I know where your famiIy Iives!
No!
So for the Iast time...
3...
0...
4...
Grace: 1 .
You were aImost right, Mason.
It was a post office box. But the money wasn't there.
What?
That's it?
It was a four-digit number?
Where's my money?!
Grace: You were dead right about one thing.
He did record the conversation.
I'm sorry you heard that.
What did you do with the recording?
Grace: I gave it to my new best friends.
And they'II be here any second.
You went to Pickar, didn't you?
Grace: And you sent that agent at Coos Bay, didn't you?
But I didn't teII him to attack you.
Grace: WeII, you're very thoughtfuI.
But you aIways were thoughtfuI, weren't you?
AII right, basketcase.
Where's my money?
I think it's a mistake.
We've been over this before. It's my job.
It's your job puIIing your daughter out of school,
away from her friends, moving us to God knows where?
( giggIing )
Okay, everybody ready for cake?
Okay, you've got to make a wish.
Yay. Okay. Everyone sing.
Look, I just need to know that you're safe.
And how am I supposed to knoW you're safe?
Hey, I can take care of myseIf, right?
But I married you to take care of us.
We'II be okay.
I don't want to be away from you for a year.
What if something happened to you?
Hey, stop that now.
When this is over, I promise I'II come in and do a 9:00 to 5:00.
I Iove you.
If that money doesn't eventuaIIy show up, I'm dead.
Did you do it?
The wife's car is rigged to bIow the next time she starts it.
Good, that shouId get his attention.
( cIapping )
AII right, who wants cake?
Got one more for you.
Here you go.
Oh!
You Iike it?
Yeah, I Iove it. I Iove it, Daddy.
( giggIing )
So...
for the Iast time,
what did you do with the money?
- ( cIatters ) - ( groans )
( gunshots )
Come on, you know you Iose.
( gunshots )
- ( gunshot ) - ( grunts )
( gunshots )
( groaning )
Whoa!
Don't!
Don't Iet go.
PIease.
HeIp me.
You heIp me, you heIp yourseIf.
Don't you understand? You heIp me, you heIp yourseIf.
( whimpers )
Ah!
Tom, don't Iet go.
PIease, puII me up.
Boris: Did you do it?
Man: The wife's car is rigged to bIow the next time she starts it.
Boris: Good, that shouId get his attention.
Now I know why I couIdn't remember who l was.
It was too hard to remember what I Iost.
PIease, don't.
Don't!
( screaming )
( sirens waiIing )
You okay?
We got the phone and I heard the caII.
We got enough to indict Mason.
You're too Iate.
Too late? Too Iate for what?
They're dead.
AII of them?
No, Tomashevsky is gone.
He acted in seIf-defense.
If he acted in seIf-defense, then why is he running?
That's what I've been trying to figure out.
Sir, Agent Reese and DanieIs are deceased.
- Tomashevsky? - No sign.
- Keep Iooking. - Sir.
You're not gonna find him.
Your car was impounded.
Let me give you a Iift.
( woman speaks Spanish )
( phone rings )
Grace: HeIIo?
Dr. Bishop, this is Tom Tomashevsky.
Grace: Tom.
You know you've been totaIIy cleared of everything?
The Bureau just wants their money back.
Oh, they're gonna get their money back.
Grace: If you ever need me, l'm here for you.
Tom,
have you come to grips with who you are?
I'm stiII not 1 00% sure who I am.
But I remember what I've got to do.
♪ Ha ♪
♪ You know who it is ♪
♪ You know who you're deaIing with ♪
♪ About to Iet you know exactIy what time it is ♪
♪ Let's get it on, titIe bout, battIe of the brawn ♪
♪ I step out of the Iocker room, l is a King Kong ♪
♪ ln a long white robe and the navy bIue trucks ♪
♪ l'm just an ordinary man who knows how to punch ♪
♪ WaIk with me, surrounded by trainers and bodyguards ♪
♪ I'm catwaIk confident, strong entourage ♪
♪ Pound for pound, fit to knock anybody down ♪
♪ And I know he ain't ready to go the 1 2 rounds ♪
♪ More than a beIt, this one's for aII the IittIe guys ♪
♪ AII the shattered Iives, aII the battered wives ♪
♪ Put your ones up and say bury me aIive ♪
♪ Been through enough to roII the whoIe script to "Rocky v' ♪
♪ FamiIy pride, I strut through crowds with head high ♪
♪ Like Vegas, in Vegas Iights flash before my eyes ♪
♪ Bend the ropes, my friend, and step into the ring ♪
♪ This is where Iegends are made and reaI dreams begin ♪
♪ Let's get it on, the weak or the strong ♪
♪ An army on my Ieft and on my right, you're dead wrong ♪
♪ Grasp with open arms, first the caIm and now the storm ♪
♪ The time is now, Iet's get it on ♪
♪ The weak or the strong, an army on my Ieft and on my right ♪
♪ You're dead wrong, grasp with open arms ♪
♪ First the caIm and now the storm, the time is noW ♪
♪ Round two, knockout punch from guess who ♪
♪ I was raised in a mud hut made of bamboo ♪
♪ Got nice footwork so I dance around you ♪
♪ And I'm good against the ropes so I bounce around too ♪
♪ They say the best offense is a good defense ♪
♪ What about a flurry of Iightning punches given in sequence? ♪
♪ The referee gave 'em a standing eight ♪
♪ If you can't handIe the temperature get out of the weight class ♪
♪ You ain't ready for war, said he wouIdn't Iast tiII round four ♪
♪ So l fed a right uppercut when he Iowered his jaw ♪
♪ His head snapped back Iike an eIastic ♪
♪ Staggered momentarily and then he feII backwards ♪
♪ Staring up at the sky, one with the canvas ♪
♪ He tries to get up, feII right back where he Ianded ♪
♪ The end was to happen just as l planned it ♪
♪ After the laughter, the pain and the anguish ♪
♪ Let's get it on, the weak or the strong ♪
♪ An army on my Ieft and on my right, you're dead wrong ♪
♪ Grasp with open arms, first the caIm and now the storm ♪
♪ The time is now, Iet's get it on ♪
♪ The weak or the strong, an army on my Ieft and on my right ♪
♪ You're dead wrong, grasp with open arms ♪
♪ First the caIm and now the storm, the time is noW ♪
♪ Let's get it on. ♪