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So where are you?
You're in some motel room.
You just wake up,
and you're in a motel room.
There's the key. It feels like maybe it's
just the first time you've been there...
...but... perhaps you've been
there for a week...
...three months.
It's kind of hard to say.
I don't know.
It's just an anonymous room.
This guy.
He's here already.
Lenny!
It's Leonard...
...like I told you before.
Did you? I must have forgot.
I guess I've already
told you about my condition.
Only every time I see you.
- My car.
- This is your car.
You're in a playful mood.
It's not good to make fun
of someone's handicap.
Just trying to have a little fun.
Roll up your window.
- It's broken.
- I can get that fixed for you.
- So where to, Sherlock?
- I got a lead on a place.
What the hell you wanna go there for?
- You know it?
- Yeah. It's just this fucked-up building.
- Why do you wanna go there?
- Don't remember.
- Looks like somebody's home.
- That thing's been here for years.
What are you talking about?
These tracks are only a few days old.
Tracks? What are you? Pocahontas?
Come on!
Let's take a look inside.
"Teddy".
"Don't believe his lies.
He is the one. Kill him."
I finally found him.
How long have I been looking?
Find anything?
Didn't think so.
Let's go.
Fuck this.
You're gonna pay for what you did.
- Beg forgiveness, and then you pay.
- Leonard.
You don't have a clue, you freak.
Beg my wife's forgiveness
before I blow your brains out.
Leonard, you don't know what's going on.
- You don't even know my name.
- Teddy.
That's 'cause you read it
off a fucking picture.
You don't know who you are.
I'm Leonard Shelby.
I'm from San Francisco.
That's who you were.
That's not what you've become.
- Shut your mouth.
- You want to know, Lenny?
Come on.
Come on.
Let's go down to the basement.
Let's go down, you and me, together.
Then you'll know who you really are.
No!
It's just an anonymous room.
There's nothing in the drawers.
But you look anyway.
Nothing except the Gideon Bible,
which I, of course, read religiously.
You know who you are,
and you know kind of all about yourself.
Butjust for day-to-day stuff,
notes are really useful.
Sammy Jankis had the same problem...
...but he really had no system.
He wrote himself
a ridiculous amount of notes...
...but he'd get them all mixed up.
You really do need a system
if you're gonna make it work.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm Mr. Shelby from 304.
- What can I do for you, Leonard?
Burt.
Burt. I'm not sure. I think I may have
asked you to hold my calls.
You don't know?
I think I may have.
I'm not good on the phone.
Right. You said you like to look people
in the eye when you talk to them.
Yeah.
You don't remember saying that?
- That's the thing. I have this condition.
- A condition?
- It's my memory.
- Amnesia?
No, no. It's different from that.
I have no short-term memory.
I know who I am.
I know all about myself.
Since my injury, I can't make new memories.
Everything fades.
If we talk for too long,
I'll forget how we started.
Next time I see you,
I'm not gonna remember this conversation.
I don't even know if I've met you before.
So, if I seem a little strange
or rude or something...
...I've told you this before, haven't I?
Yeah. I don't mean to mess with you,
but it's so weird.
- You don't remember me at all?
- No.
- We've talked a bunch of times.
- I'm sure we have.
What's the last thing you remember?
My wife.
What's it like?
It's like waking.
It's like you just woke up.
That must suck.
It's all backwards.
Maybe you get an idea
what you want to do next...
...but you don't remember
what you just did.
- I'm exactly the opposite...
- How long have I been staying here?
- Couple of days.
- And you're holding my calls?
- Like you said.
- Okay, but this guy's an exception.
- You know this guy?
- Yeah, it's your friend, right?
What makes you think he's my friend?
- I just saw you together, that's all.
- He's not my friend.
- Okay.
- If he calls or if he shows up here...
...give me a call in my room, okay?
His name's Teddy?
- Teddy, yeah.
- All right.
Look, I hope my condition's
not gonna be a problem for you.
No, not as long as
you remember to pay the bill.
Yeah. Okay.
- Forty.
- Forty.
This guy...
He's here already.
Lenny!
You really need a system
if you're gonna make it work.
You kind of learn
to trust your own handwriting.
That becomes an important part of your life.
You write yourself notes.
Where you put your notes...
That also becomes important.
You need a jacket that's got
like six pockets in it.
Particular pockets for particular things.
You just kind of learn to know
where things go and how the system works.
And you have to be wary...
...of other people writing stuff for you
that is not gonna make sense...
...or is gonna lead you astray.
I don't know. I guess people try and take
advantage of somebody with this condition.
If you have a piece
of information which is vital...
...writing on your body instead of
on a piece of paper can be the answer.
It's just a permanent way of keeping a note.
Who is this?
"Remember Sammy Jankis."
Excuse me, sir.
You left these at your table.
Thanks.
- Lincoln Street?
- Yeah.
Go straight out on Sixth Street.
Go east all the way...
- Hold on. I'm gonna write this down.
- It's easy. Just go...
Trust me. I need to write this down.
"The Discount Inn."
Discount Inn.
Natalie.
My car.
Teddy.
"John Edward Gammell."
This guy told me his name was Teddy.
"Don't believe his lies."
- Yeah?
- Mr. Gammell?
- Lenny, is that you?
- John Gammell?
Lenny, it's Teddy. Stay there.
I'll be right over.
Okay. I'll be waiting.
"White. Male."
"First name John."
"Last name: G" for Gammell.
"Drugs. License plate."
"SG 13...
7IU."
It's him.
I found you, you fuck.
You said we talked before.
I don't remember that.
Yeah, but it's not amnesia.
I remember everything up until my injury.
I just can't make new memories.
So I can't remember talking to you.
What did we talk about?
Oh, Sammy Jankis.
I guess I tell people about Sammy
to help them understand.
Sammy's story helps me
understand my own situation.
Sammy wrote himself endless
amounts of notes, but he got mixed up.
I have a more graceful
solution to the memory problem.
I'm disciplined and organized.
I use habit and routine
to make my life possible.
Sammy had no drive,
no reason to make it work.
Me? Yeah, I got a reason.
"Today, 1:00 p.m.
Meet Natalie for info."
"She has also lost someone."
"She will help you out of pity."
- Natalie?
- You don't remember me.
I'm sorry. I should have explained.
I have this...
You did explain, Lenny.
Please call me Leonard.
My wife called me Lenny.
Yeah, I know. You told me.
Then I probably told you
how much I hated it.
Yeah.
Do you mind taking your glasses off?
It's hard for me to...
Thanks.
So you have information for me?
- Is that what your little note says?
- Yeah.
Must be tough living your life
according to a couple of scraps of paper.
You're in some motel room.
You just wake up,
and you're in a motel room.
There's the key. It feels like maybe it's
just the first time you've been there...
...but... perhaps you've been
there for a week...
...three months.
It's kind of hard to say.
I don't know.
It's just an anonymous room.
This guy.
He's here already.
Lenny!
It's Leonard...
...like I told you before.
Did you? I must have forgot.
I guess I've already
told you about my condition.
Only every time I see you.
- My car.
- This is your car.
You're in a playful mood.
It's not good to make fun
of someone's handicap.
Just trying to have a little fun.
Roll up your window.
- It's broken.
- I can get that fixed for you.
- So where to, Sherlock?
- I got a lead on a place.
What the hell you wanna go there for?
- You know it?
- Yeah. It's just this fucked-up building.
- Why do you wanna go there?
- Don't remember.
- Looks like somebody's home.
- That thing's been here for years.
What are you talking about?
These tracks are only a few days old.
Tracks? What are you? Pocahontas?
Come on!
Let's take a look inside.
"Teddy".
"Don't believe his lies.
He is the one. Kill him."
I finally found him.
How long have I been looking?
Find anything?
Didn't think so.
Let's go.
Fuck this.
You're gonna pay for what you did.
- Beg forgiveness, and then you pay.
- Leonard.
You don't have a clue, you freak.
Beg my wife's forgiveness
before I blow your brains out.
Leonard, you don't know what's going on.
- You don't even know my name.
- Teddy.
That's 'cause you read it
off a fucking picture.
You don't know who you are.
I'm Leonard Shelby.
I'm from San Francisco.
That's who you were.
That's not what you've become.
- Shut your mouth.
- You want to know, Lenny?
Come on.
Come on.
Let's go down to the basement.
Let's go down, you and me, together.
Then you'll know who you really are.
No!
It's just an anonymous room.
There's nothing in the drawers.
But you look anyway.
Nothing except the Gideon Bible,
which I, of course, read religiously.
You know who you are,
and you know kind of all about yourself.
Butjust for day-to-day stuff,
notes are really useful.
Sammy Jankis had the same problem...
...but he really had no system.
He wrote himself
a ridiculous amount of notes...
...but he'd get them all mixed up.
You really do need a system
if you're gonna make it work.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm Mr. Shelby from 304.
- What can I do for you, Leonard?
Burt.
Burt. I'm not sure. I think I may have
asked you to hold my calls.
You don't know?
I think I may have.
I'm not good on the phone.
Right. You said you like to look people
in the eye when you talk to them.
Yeah.
You don't remember saying that?
- That's the thing. I have this condition.
- A condition?
- It's my memory.
- Amnesia?
No, no. It's different from that.
I have no short-term memory.
I know who I am.
I know all about myself.
Since my injury, I can't make new memories.
Everything fades.
If we talk for too long,
I'll forget how we started.
Next time I see you,
I'm not gonna remember this conversation.
I don't even know if I've met you before.
So, if I seem a little strange
or rude or something...
...I've told you this before, haven't I?
Yeah. I don't mean to mess with you,
but it's so weird.
- You don't remember me at all?
- No.
- We've talked a bunch of times.
- I'm sure we have.
What's the last thing you remember?
My wife.
What's it like?
It's like waking.
It's like you just woke up.
That must suck.
It's all backwards.
Maybe you get an idea
what you want to do next...
...but you don't remember
what you just did.
- I'm exactly the opposite...
- How long have I been staying here?
- Couple of days.
- And you're holding my calls?
- Like you said.
- Okay, but this guy's an exception.
- You know this guy?
- Yeah, it's your friend, right?
What makes you think he's my friend?
- I just saw you together, that's all.
- He's not my friend.
- Okay.
- If he calls or if he shows up here...
...give me a call in my room, okay?
His name's Teddy?
- Teddy, yeah.
- All right.
Look, I hope my condition's
not gonna be a problem for you.
No, not as long as
you remember to pay the bill.
Yeah. Okay.
- Forty.
- Forty.
This guy...
He's here already.
Lenny!
You really need a system
if you're gonna make it work.
You kind of learn
to trust your own handwriting.
That becomes an important part of your life.
You write yourself notes.
Where you put your notes...
That also becomes important.
You need a jacket that's got
like six pockets in it.
Particular pockets for particular things.
You just kind of learn to know
where things go and how the system works.
And you have to be wary...
...of other people writing stuff for you
that is not gonna make sense...
...or is gonna lead you astray.
I don't know. I guess people try and take
advantage of somebody with this condition.
If you have a piece
of information which is vital...
...writing on your body instead of
on a piece of paper can be the answer.
It's just a permanent way of keeping a note.
Who is this?
"Remember Sammy Jankis."
Excuse me, sir.
You left these at your table.
Thanks.
- Lincoln Street?
- Yeah.
Go straight out on Sixth Street.
Go east all the way...
- Hold on. I'm gonna write this down.
- It's easy. Just go...
Trust me. I need to write this down.
"The Discount Inn."
Discount Inn.
Natalie.
My car.
Teddy.
"John Edward Gammell."
This guy told me his name was Teddy.
"Don't believe his lies."
- Yeah?
- Mr. Gammell?
- Lenny, is that you?
- John Gammell?
Lenny, it's Teddy. Stay there.
I'll be right over.
Okay. I'll be waiting.
"White. Male."
"First name John."
"Last name: G" for Gammell.
"Drugs. License plate."
"SG 13...
7IU."
It's him.
I found you, you fuck.
You said we talked before.
I don't remember that.
Yeah, but it's not amnesia.
I remember everything up until my injury.
I just can't make new memories.
So I can't remember talking to you.
What did we talk about?
Oh, Sammy Jankis.
I guess I tell people about Sammy
to help them understand.
Sammy's story helps me
understand my own situation.
Sammy wrote himself endless
amounts of notes, but he got mixed up.
I have a more graceful
solution to the memory problem.
I'm disciplined and organized.
I use habit and routine
to make my life possible.
Sammy had no drive,
no reason to make it work.
Me? Yeah, I got a reason.
"Today, 1:00 p.m.
Meet Natalie for info."
"She has also lost someone."
"She will help you out of pity."
- Natalie?
- You don't remember me.
I'm sorry. I should have explained.
I have this...
You did explain, Lenny.
Please call me Leonard.
My wife called me Lenny.
Yeah, I know. You told me.
Then I probably told you
how much I hated it.
Yeah.
Do you mind taking your glasses off?
It's hard for me to...
Thanks.
So you have information for me?
- Is that what your little note says?
- Yeah.
Must be tough living your life
according to a couple of scraps of paper.
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