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[♪ soft contemplative music ♪]
[mailbox closes]
Are we going to talk about this?
Jack, you go right ahead and talk.
100% chance of rain.
No room for uncertainty there.
Sandra, stop!
Nothing in life is certain.
She may still qualify for program, something.
She's a child.
The only thing that Sally qualifies for
is a father that made a choice that changed her life.
And a mother
that allowed it to happen.
We all make choices...
Sandra.
Yeah, you bet we do.
You should have made the choice to wait.
To go back to that life?
[Sondra] No!
To get what you earned.
Earned?
You don't know what you're talking about.
There was nothing worth waiting for.
There was quite a bit worth waiting for.
You are not the man I married.
[Jack V.O.] The analogy that
[Jack V.O.] if you love your job, you've never worked a day in your life.
[Jack V.O.] That isn't true in the service sector.
[Jack V.O.] I had one job before this one.
[Jack V.O.] I loved it.
[Jack V.O.] I didn't deal with the public.
[Jack V.O.] My current job didn't exist five years ago.
[Jack V.O.] If someone wants to clear a memory
[Jack V.O.] that has stayed with them, they have to call our company.
[Jack V.O.] Given the technology.
[Jack V.O.] Doesn't matter if it is a Sunday school teacher or hardened criminal.
[Jack V.O.] No job is too big or too small.
[Jack V.O.] But rest assured, it is our job and ours alone.
[Jack V.O.] When you are the only game in town,
[Jack V.O.] you are going to be busy.
[Jack V.O.] Other companies have tried to steal our technology,
[Voice on radio] Come in Number 5. Jack, do you copy? [Jack V.O.] but they aren't ready for prime time.
This is Jack. Go ahead.
[Voice on radio] We got a Tier One at 567 Barkley Road.
Rodger that.
[Jack V.O.] Tier One calls are never good.
[Jack V.O.] Those memories can't be repaired.
[Jack V.O.] Criminals know when they call us the gig is up.
[Jack V.O.] They can drop out of sight, but they can't drop out of mind.
[Jack V.O.] The memory will stay with them and replay
[Jack V.O.] until they go insane.
[Jack V.O.] Prison may be solomn.
[Jack V.O.] It can't compare with a memory.
[Jack V.O.] That won't ever stop.
Sir.
Justin.
Justin?
[electronic beeping] Ah...
Ahhhh!!
[heavy breathing]
All right.
I need you to focus.
Follow my pen.
[heaving breathing continues]
All right.
Before can continue.
I need you to sign this release for me please.
Just get rid of him for me,
please.
[Jack] Sure.
These malfunctions you're experiencing are completely normal.
Normal?
Normal? Well, maybe to somebody this is supposed to be happening to.
[Jack] I suspect a potential short circuit
in the medial temporal lobe.
It's near where the device is planted.
This is causing the download of the memories.
So it's well within normal parameters.
Okay, here we go.
[electronic beeping] Ahhhhhhhh!
[glitching sound]
I don't have the information.
It wasn't there.
Thomas already killed our informants.
I don't think Mr. Nicoletti believes you.
You're just full of information, aren't you?
Wait.
Where was this before the ambush?
Wait.
I guess that's for Detective Morrison to find out.
No, no.
[screaming]
[glitching sounds]
[heaving breathing]
Ahhhh, ahhhh!
[heaving breathing continues]
[phone rings]
[Stan Morrison] This is Morrison.
[Jack on phone] Stan.
Hey, Jack. How are you?
[Jack on phone] I just got done with a Tier One.
You aren't, by any chance
investigating a homicide near State Route 101?
Yeah.
I think I got you, guy.
Is everything in order?
[Jack on phone] Signed release.
Zip drive documented, the murder via suspect's memory.
Great. Great.
Just, leave the zip drive and release with Claudia.
[Stan] Hello?
Jack?
Thank you.
[♪ ominous music starts ♪]
[Voice on radio] Jack, this is home base. Come in.
This is Jack. Go ahead.
[muffled] There’s a Tier One out on Old Farmer’s Road.
[muffled] Last call today.
That’s a rodger.
[♪ ominous pulse-driven music ♪]
[truck beeping, then starts]
[♪ ominous pulse-driven music continues ♪]
[Door opens. Jack speaks] Hello?
[Jack] Anybody home?
[♪ music fades ♪]
You've got some memories that need to be erased.
Here we go.
[electronic beeping]
Ahhhh!!!
[glitching sounds] Ahhhh!!!
Hello?
Where is everyone?
They're not coming for you.
[Blake Holland] I don't have much time. Would matter if they were.
Don't think you fooled anyone.
[Tim Simpson] If Thomas knew you were back in town, you would be dead.
Right along with all of you.
[dog barking in the distance] tiss...
I mean, going against the boss
is as bad as leaving to begin with.
We need each other.
[dog barking in distance]
I mean, I'm going to cut you all in.
[Tim Simpson] What are you waiting for?
I have to get the okay.
[Tim Simpson] From who, because you took the money!
The money may have been moved.
I just need to check. All right. Let me see.
Okay?
[dog barking in distance] Right?
Yeah?
You just need to trust me.
[Tim chuckles]
[Tim Simpson] Do we?
Do you have a choice?
[Tim chuckles again]
[Gun cocks] Do I need a choice?
Woah.
You got 24 hours.
[dog barks in the distance]
[Blake Holland] Let me check...
[Blake Holland] ...and I'll let you know.
What?
Think I should should've killed him?
[glitching sounds]
[birds chirping]
[outgoing phone ringing]
[call suddenly stops]
[knock at door]
Hey, Tom.
Rough day?
It's Jack, right?
[Tom laughs] Yeah.
You know, how could I have forgotten?
Well, I'm glad you remembered.
Memories just kind of seem to go when we get our age.
I guess.
They all just kind of bleed in together.
Too much beer and baseball.
[Tom laughs] Am I right?
[Jack] Yeah.
[Tom clears throat]
Hey, didn't you have a couple of Tier Ones?
Only one.
Uh...
Wait, hang on a second.
Wait wait wait. Cause I thought it was a...
Oh yeah, right.
Two Tier Ones.
There was an error in that last call.
It was just a mistake.
A mistake?
What kind of mistake?
The mistaken kind.
Well, we just upgraded the system, so, a...
I might have to get that looked at.
[cell phone buzzes]
When did you...?
[Tom] Oh hey how you doing?
[Joanne] Jack.
[Joanne] You nearly gave me a heart attack.
[Jack] Where’s Claudia? I just spoke to her earlier.
She had a family emergency.
She had to step out, and I'm just finishing up her billing.
What's up?
Joanne, If you can make sure that Detective Morrison gets this drive and release.
That'd be great.
Um... yeah, but he'll be back in just a minute.
A minute too late. Have a good evening.
Hey, I saw that you had another Tier One today.
Is that included in here?
[Jack] Claudia was supposed to void that for me.
It says that you were clocked in, that you were there
for 30 minutes?
[Jack sighs]
Joanne.
Joanne, please.
It's been a long day.
Just forget it.
Okay?
Okay.
I'm sorry.
How about I leave her a note to void it? Okay?
Yeah.
There.
Perfect. See ya.
Have a good one.
[Detective Morrison] Jack.
Appreciate the information about the homicide.
The informant that was murdered.
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Just doing my job. [laughs]
Well, making mine a little easier.
Jack, uh...
You haven’t run across any more Tier One’s in the last day or so, have you?
No... why?
This hasn't been released, but, I mean, since...
...since you work for us,
there's been several non-memory murders
that's been proven to be tied to Nicoletti’s group.
The informant was working on something major.
A possible collusion between Nicoletti’s group and Logan Thomas' gang.
Ah...
Rumor...
Rumor is that Thomas is settling some scores.
Logan Thomas.
Not in jail anymore...
Charges were dismissed.
Oh.
Thomas’ group did pull off that major diamond heist last year, but...
Right, right, right.
Nothing was found.
Just figured anybody
would have a “come-to-Jesus” moment on their TV screen.
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
I mean, I'm just doing my job, that's all.
Yeah, well, I just figured anybody's memory can be sketchy,
especially on a hectic day.
Just keep your eyes open.
Yeah. You... you bet.
Take care.
[cicadas chirping]
[glitching sound]
You just need to trust me.
[Tim Simpson] Do we?
Do you have a choice?
[glitching sound]
[door closes]
[Sondra] Earlier today was very scary.
Why did you take her to the hospital?
Yeah.
Why didn't I?
She needs much more than a hospital visit.
Ridiculous.
[Jack exhales while little girl laughs]
[Jack playing with his daughter] Woooo!
You're slipping! Ha, ha, ha, ha...
(Sally laughs)
[Jack breathes exhaustively]
[♪ soft contemplative music plays ♪]
[water in sink starts pouring]
[water shuts off]
[♪ soft contemplative music continues ♪]
[Jack clears nose]
[Jack exhales slowly]
This is Whitlock.
I want back in.
What are you doing?
Looking for a job.
Why?
One of us has too.
Make an appointment and take Sally for treatment tomorrow.
Is this one of those happy memories you're deleting?
No. It's not.
This is my life.
I talked to my old boss, and I'm going to do a job for her.
What?
Take our daughter to treatment.
Why are you doing this? For her?
No, no, of course not.
Doing it for me.
That's what you like to hear, isn't it?
Isn't it!?
Is this the man you fell in love with?
The kills for money and sport.
Wanted to leave those memories behind.
[Jack sighs]
To you its just another sign of my inattentiveness.
Of how distant I've become.
Of how I'm not the same person.
Of how I wanted our daughter to have a different life!
What kind of life?
It's too late.
No, it's not too late!
It's not.
As a matter of fact,
things are in motion as we speak.
So I may or may not be around for a few days, but I will pick up the money tomorrow.
I thought you left that world?
[laughs]
Yeah, so did I.
[truck approaching]
Claudia, this is Jack.
I, um... I have to call in sick day today.
I just need it. Okay?
Thanks.
[Logan Thomas] I thought you turned over a new leaf, Jack.
Yet it occurs to me that didn't include
deleting your old employer's phone number.
That doesn't sound like someone who made the choice to change.
Did you change, Jack?
For the better?
Of course.
Repairing memories of people of jerking off in the shower.
Living the dream [chuckles].
But here we are.
Back to your old self.
You haven't changed, Jack.
Neither have you.
I have.
Appearances being what they are.
You're being honest, right?
Yes.
Good.
I respect honesty.
I do.
Even when I think the person's full of shit, they believe it.
I respect that.
You don't respect anything.
I respect people who do their jobs, who pay their debts.
[Jack] I did all of that and more.
But you left.
Making the choice to become a family man.
Explain that.
I need a change.
Oh, well, so do a lot of people on God's green hell.
[Jack] I didn't want to do it anymore. Okay?
That’s better.
Keep going.
Circumstances changed.
I have a daughter now.
Hmm... getting warmer.
So, what brings you here?
She's ill.
She's going to die if she doesn't get the treatment she needs.
- And I don't have the money. - [Logan laughs]
Not with this job.
What does it have to do with me?
Nothing.
It's my problem.
Hmm... Look who's selfless.
You were a good employee, Jack.
You had a lot of hits for me.
But, you've gone your way, I’ve gone mine...
It's been good seeing you.
I have information.
Blake Holland.
The guy who robbed you.
He's back in town and I know where to find him.
Nice try...
but I believe we dealt with that a few days ago.
Are you sure?
Because I have it on good authority that he's alive.
[Jack] And the money he took from you?
Well...
it's still out there.
That money belongs to me.
Let me finish this for you once and for all.
But all I ask for in return...
is the money for my daughter's treatment.
Immediately.
Okay.
[Logan] But if for some reason he lives,
then you and your whole family die.
You want to know something, Jack?
You're not the first person to come to me with information.
There are others out there right now looking for Blake Holland.
Like who?
The person who brings me his corpse first...
lives.
Like who?
[knocks on door]
[♪ soft somber music starts ♪]
[Jack and Sondra both start crying]
[Jack] No.
[Sondra begins breathing heavily]
[crying increases]
[Sondra] She’s gone.
She’s gone, Jack. She’s gone.
[crying continues, then fades]
I'm sorry.
It’s over, Jack.
What?
I'm leaving.
I love you.
- but... - Sondra?
I have my own mind now.
[Jack deeply exhales]
[glitching sound]
[♪ music continues to swell ♪]
[music fades]
I want out.
[Logan laughs]
- I can't...
Jack, you need to toughen up a little.
You know, be a man.
I've lost everything.
[snarkily sighs]
It was cute the first time you begged.
Now it's just fucking annoying.
I lost... my daughter.
[snarkily] No.
Do you use her as a crutch
in all your “come-to-Jesus” moments?
You need to do the job you said...
- you were gonna do. - My daughter is dead!
And you will be too.
I may even throw that pretty wife of yours in for good measure.
[chuckles]
Doubt you want a family reunion that soon.
Work isn’t supposed to be beautiful or fulfilling.
I told you...
he lives...
you die.
It never leaves you, Jack.
Once a killer, always a killer.
I suggest whatever information you have or can get on Holland...
Use it.
You have until the end of the week.
[♪ low ominous music starts ♪]
[door slowly creeps open, then closes]
[low footsteps approaching]
[Jack slowly exhales]
[startled woman whimpers]
[softly] Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
[♪ low pulsing music ♪]
[swirling digital noise]
[♪ low swelling music ♪]
- [sudden stop in music] - [swirling digital noise]
[inaudible police radio chatter] [dog barking in distance]
- [inaudible police radio chatter] - [dog barking in distance]
[♪ slow droning distorted guitar music ♪]
[inaudible police radio chatter continues]
Detective Shields.
Almost on time.
Morrison.
What do we got?
Male, 35...
Probable cause of death...
Single gunshot to the forehead.
Oh, that's going out on a limb.
Deceased was found by his girlfriend at approximately six this evening.
Any recent memory wipes?
We're doing a search on that right now.
The results are pending.
Where's his girlfriend?
She's in there.
[inaudible police radio chatter continues]
[April Tanner faintly whimpers]
Miss, do you mind if I sit?
[April breathes deeply]
I’m just gonna ask you a few questions, okay?
All right?
It says here that you and the deceased just moved here?
Yeah. We...
We had lived together before.
He moved down here for some business...
and I... I... [distraughtely inhales]
What was that?
Nothing. Um...
Yeah we just moved in together.
[April takes quick breaths]
What kind of business did your boyfriend do?
[inaudible police radio chatter continues]
Public relations.
How long have you two been dating?
[whimpering] A few... a few years off and on...
We both had our lives and insecurity.
[April crying]
[Detective Morrison] You know anyone that would want to do your boyfriend harm?
Miss Tanner.
- Miss Tanner? - Yeah.
I'm sorry. I...uh...
I never saw anyone
or anything.
I’m... I’m sorry [whimpers].
I'm sorry. I’m sorry...
Still, it's.
I'm... I’m still in shock [cries].
[Detective Morrison] It’s okay.
I have everything that I need, okay?
And if I come across anything else,
I'll let you know.
[April continues to cry]
Tell me you got something.
Well, the victim did have an appointment
to have his memory cleared of an unnecessary upload.
What level threat?
Tier one.
What?
Who's in charge of the operation?
Jack Whitlock.
Where's the report?
There isn't one.
Whitlock didn't file a report or any paperwork on the operation.
[Morrison exhales]
I’m sure he knows it’s a felony not to report a Tier One to law enforcement.
Look, I'll call Tom tonight, ask him.
I'm sure it’s a mixup.
[♪ electronic pulsing music ♪]
[no audible dialogue]
[♪ electronic pulsing music continues ♪]
[music fades]
[Tom Brickman] Okay.
[knocking on door]
[Tom Brickman] I understand.
Yeah. He just arrived.
[Tom snaps finger]
[Tom Brickman] Thank you.
I wouldn't get too comfortable.
How many jobs did you do on the sixth?
[slams hand on binder]
The last time you worked, which was just a few days ago.
I should have it all documented.
[Tom chuckles]
See, that's the thing.
Your memory is just a little sketchy.
[Tom] Even then, I understand that happens sometimes,
but it cannot happen here.
[Jack exhales]
What's this really about?
Our new systems backup
said that you took a Tier One call, but didn't report it.
Yet, you clocked it in.
What?
Now is not the time to play dumb.
Well?
I have my reasons.
Reasons?
[snarkily sighs]
[Tom] Reasons.
You had your reasons.
Did it include doing the job that you were paid to do?
Or possibly committing a felony by not turning over evidence?
[Jack’s breathing increases]
You're fired.
Effective immediately.
You can turn in your materials to Claudia.
Wait.
The person that you failed to report...
was found murdered yesterday.
So you might want to make yourself available to the authorities for questioning.
[Tom] Oh, and, Jack.
I'd get that memory ready if I were you.
Jack.
Why do you void that call like I asked you too?
I know, I know.
That's all you have to say?
Jack.
It's the new system that caught it.
And it's different than the old one.
It doesn't rely on human beings, and... your word.
What's wrong?
They fired me.
Why?
The obvious.
And that same client shows up dead last night.
[gasp] Dead?
Did he seem scared when you saw him?
Wait.
He was the Tier One!
Why didn't you turn that in?
Ahhh...
That’s the one you wanted me to void.
[heavy breathing]
I had my reasons. You have to trust me.
[Claudia breathes heavily]
What was on that memory?
Something I needed to take care of myself.
Memories I needed to repair.
Jack.
Where’s the zip drive?
[Detective Morrison] Looking for something?
Anything particular?
Nothing for you to worry about.
Sure about that.
Guess you heard about the case I’m working.
Gentleman found murdered last night. Same residence...
- You seem to have visited. - What are you implying?
I just want to see the memory you cleared off.
I never saw the guy, remember?
Riiiiight...
Is that gonna be your story?
It’s the only one you’re going to get.
Maybe you should just come clean and make it easier.
I'm gonna find out what this is about.
[Morrison exhales]
[cell phone rings]
Come on.
[cell phone ring continues]
Damn it!
[knock at door]
What do you got?
Hope you can condense this down.
I think we're going in the wrong direction.
It seems that the deceased was a fraud.
Our boy's real name isn't Tim Simpson.
It's Jay Collins.
[Morrison sighs]
And his girlfriend?
Same thing.
She isn’t April Tanner. Her name is Brooke Weld.
How did you get all of this?
An old friend at Interpol ran his prints.
[sighs] It seems that our modern day Bonnie and Clyde were worldly travelers.
They both served jail time at several European countries
uh... for crimes ranging from petty theft to being charged with attempted murder.
Nothing hards ever stuck to either of them.
[sighs] The Tier One had to be connected to his murder,
I mean it had to be.
Bingo.
But why?
[Morrison] Oh, tell me that's my answer.
It's the deed to the house.
[Morrison] Who is Paul Hughes?
An ex-husband.
[Morrison] To who?
Logan Thomas.
And you think the murders regarding Nicoletti were an accident?
Logan Thomas’ cronies.
Where's the girlfriend I talked with?
Whereabouts currently unknown.
She’s probably out of the country by now. - [Morrison sighs]
Just keep digging.
Shields!
I need you to gather all the information you can about Jack Whitlock.
The Repairman?
Yeah.
I don't know what we have on him.
Dig deeper.
I'm going to check about aliases.
Okay.
[handwriting sounds]
[♪ low drone music ♪]
[♪ soft somber music ♪]
I did it for you, Sally. [sniffles]
I did it for you.
[deeply exhales]
[frustrated exhale]
[deep breathes]
[soft crying]
[April] You would take the easy way out, you son of a bitch.
That’s your answer to everything, huh?
Tim died... and for what?
I had nothing to do with that.
You are such a liar.
[Jack] I didn't do anything.
I just.
I just wanted to save my daughter's life.
[April] You knew exactly what would be in Tim’s memories.
- What did you think he was hiding? - Nothing.
Nothing.
That he could tell me where Blake was.
[April] You thought?
Memories are that sketchy now, huh?
Tim didn't want anything to do with anyone.
He wanted to get what he was due...
and that's why we came back here.
After he got his cut...
we were leaving the country for good.
And now that's just me.
Where is Blake?
[April] Your memory is as good as mine.
[glitching sounds] Ah!!
[glitching sounds] You just need to trust me.
[glitching sounds] [April] Jack?
Yeah. Oh.
[family laughing]
[glitching sounds] [Jack] Ah...
[April] Jack!
[April] Jack!!
[Jack breathes heavily]
- You okay? - Yes.
[heavy breathing continues]
Just...
Oh, it's just...
Just memories coming back.
Well, that's a start.
[sighs]
Maybe this will help too.
Good luck, Jack.
[♪ low ominous music starts ♪]
[breathing slows]
Looking for me?
[Jack] Oh!!
[couphing] Wait!
Who are you?
- What is this? - Wouldn’t you like to know.
[fighting sounds] Ah!!
I....... said... who the fuck... are you!?
[Eric gurgles]
Huh?
[Eric gurgles]
You...
You don't recognize me?
No I don't.
[grunting]
[couphing]
I work for Thomas.
Second squad.
The lookout... before the main heist.
[fighting sounds]
What are you talking about?
You don't remember us, do you?
[Eric] There’s a reason for that.
[fighting sounds]
[Eric] Ah!!
[Jack] Start making sense.
[Eric] I just want what I’m owed!
It's about money!?
This isn't about...
[gunshot]
[cell phone rings]
[truck engine revs up]
Hello?
Talk to me.
[truck engine revs up]
[breathes deeply]
[glitching sounds]
There you are.
Sorry I'm late.
You're not late.
You're just being cautious.
Are you going to sit?
Rest forever?
Do we have time?
You'll have to decide that.
I think we have plenty of time.
What?
[Jack] You.
When was the last time I did something like this?
Together?
It's been a while.
[family laughing in background] Things will change.
[glitching sounds] They already have.
[family laughing] [glitching sounds]
[Jack] What is this?
[Sondra] That's your memory.
[family laughing continues]
[Sondra in memory] What did he do?
[Jack in memory] Come on.
Oh my goodness.
You're in trouble for that one.
Yeah, well...
[family laughs together]
[Jack in memory] Hey... wait.
[Sondra] This is my memory.
[Sondra] Aww... it’s so pretty.
[Sondra] Put it in your hair.
[Jack] It’s ok. It’s not gonna bite.
[Sally] It’s got thorns on it.
[glitching sounds]
This right here is my memory.
No no no no no. That can't be.
There can only be one memory for something that has happened.
[Sondra laughs]
[footsteps approaching]
There you are.
[Older Sally] Hello, Daddy.
Do I know you?
It’s me.
Sally.
[Older Sally] It’s not your fault, Daddy.
You inspire me.
I want to do what you do.
Repair people's memories?
[laughs] No.
That... that is what I do.. I... I... I... repair memories.
All memories.
[glitching sounds] Memories are just larger dreams that have never been realized.
I..
I don't understand.
Woah.
What are you doing?
I'm handling it as you would.
hmm.
[glitching sounds]
[heavy breathing]
[glitching sounds]
[cell phone rings]
Hello?
Have a seat.
I'm gonna ask you a few questions, but before I do,
you can have a lawyer present.
[Jack] I have nothing to hide.
[Morrison] Only your intentions.
I have nothing to tell you.
[Morrison] Did you not listen to me?
I'm going to ask you this once.
Why didn't you report the Tier One memory found on the man murdered?
I guess all the checks and balances...
[Jack] My daughter was very sick.
And now she's dead.
[Morrison] That didn't answer my question.
Do you have children, detective?
Two.
[Jack] Then what wouldn’t you do to protect them?
Get myself in a position that they would be ashamed of me for what I’ve become.
Or get myself in too deep that I couldn’t dig myself out.
Why didn't you report it?
I had my reasons.
[Morrison] Huh. Reasons?
[Morrison] You mean like working with Logan Thomas?
We're done here.
Ah!
[laughs] Call off your hound.
[Jack exhales]
You're gonna tell me what I need to know.
I have nothing to tell you.
You sure about that? Jack Whitlock?
Or should I call you Luke Howard?
Crimes all through the last ten years.
Traveling the globe...
nothing would stick.
And then you make a home in this city around the same time as that major heist,
at the Foundation One building.
[Jack] You have nothing.
Does it bother you?
Changing your name is not against the law, now, is it?
Depends.
See, you and the deceased, you cross over alot.
Maybe you vacation together,
but then you don't cross paths again.
Well... until a few days ago.
Maybe it's a coincidence, but I bet you're trying to clear other people...
Are you going to charge me?
Or let me go?
I’ll be in touch.
[ticking clock sound in music]
[random glitching sounds]
[ticking and glitching continues]
[The Mailman] You have a problem returning messages when someone trying to get a hold of you.
[Jack] What do you want?
How about a hello?
I've been trying to reach you, Jack.
Your secretary not tell you?
Do you find out who he was?
Look, I know, I know.
I'm sorry I had to deliver that letter to you.
You set this in motion.
You trapped me into this.
[Mailman] I didn't trap you into anything, as...
just like I didn't force you out of the group.
You are in control of your choices.
Yeah, like when I made the choice to return to it.
With all your memories intact, right?
Doesn't matter anymore.
My daughter was dying, and I didn't make enough money repairing memories.
So you went to Thomas.
Jack...
All you had to do was...
I was hoping I could find Blake.
It would have solved everything.
I take it you haven't found him yet.
You going somewhere?
[Jack] Tim died...
and they found their previous connections.
And someone else is on to Blake.
And whoever that is is always one step ahead of me.
Doesn't matter anymore.
I'm leaving.
Hell’s overbooked.
[Jack] Any place but here.
[Mailman laughs]
Jack.
Do you really believe that your mind is your own?
[Jack] I don't care.
Do you really believe that all those moments that you've been living
and those memories that you make are yours?
Whose memories am I living, huh?
What do you know?
Talk to me!
I know that if you listen to me, you wouldn't always be one step behind.
Read your mail, Jack.
All of it.
[♪ ominous music starts ♪]
[Three distant gunshots]
[gunshots]
[heavy breathing]
Fuck.
What the hell are you doing here? Huh?
[grunts]
Where is my money?
[punch and grunting]
Where's my money!?
[short of breath] I guess that only works...
[short of breath] when others have the answers.
[Blake gurgles]
You know what?
[heavy breathing]
Get up.
So this is the end, huh?
People's worlds coming together.
Where did you hide it?
So that's what this is all about?
You’d think money wouldn’t be the only thing that drives you.
I had a daughter once.
She's dead now.
Yeah sure. Go ahead. Blame me.
You took my cut and left.
Resulting in me not being able to pay for a treatment.
Get a job.
[Punch]
[grunting]
[heavy breathing]
I had a job.
[chuckles] Is that what you call it?
You’re just lost, Jack.
[Blake exhales in pain]
Yeah.
Don't flatter yourself.
Some other dumb ass came before you.
Who?
Hell if I know.
Someone shot...
I shot back.
Bang, bang.
You’re dead.
[hard punch]
[deep grunting and breathing]
Where is the money?
[heavy punch]
- Where is the money!? - [Blake spits]
[spits]
[heavy painful breathing] I...
[heavy painful breathing] I don’t know.
[Blake laughs]
[heavy punch]
[Blake takes a deep breath]
Always a crusader.
[painful breathing]
[heavy punch] Ah!!! Son of a...
[both breathing heavily]
Where's the money?
Do you honestly think I'd come back...
and divide anything with you all?
[Blake laughs]
[painful breathing] I came back here to kill you all.
Tim found me.
I had to tell him something.
[punch]
[two punches]
[barely audible] You’re such a stupid...
[heavy punch] Ah!!
[chair hits the ground]
[slow painful breaths]
You know...
Nothing's gonna bring her back.
[gun clicks]
[gun shot]
[shell casing hits ground]
[cell phone beeps]
Hey, detective?
This just came for you.
Thanks.
[glitching sounds]
You have to trust me.
[Tim] Do we?
Do you have a choice?
[Tim] Do I need one?
Woah.
[glitching sounds]
You got 24 hours.
[Blake] Let me check, and I’ll let you know.
What?
You think I should have killed him?
[glitching sounds]
Lieutenant?
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant, I need two units at 512 Sartoga Lane.
- Now! - Yes sir.
[radio beeps]
Dispatch, I need two units to 512 Saratoga Lane.
[male voice over radio] Copy.
[swirling glitching sounds]
[Sondra] Stand back.
Stay away for good, you piece of shit! - Sondra?
I said stand back.
Everything was leading to this memory, Jack.
Why?
Because I was tired waiting on you.
You didn't wait on me.
Bullshit. I waited.
[glitching sounds and family laughing] I watched you leave a job.
You could have saved our daughter's life.
[family laughs] Stop!
This is my mind.
My memory.
But I loved Sally, just as I love you.
This was never going to end.
Always the same.
I killed Tim.
I killed Logan!
I'm ending this now.
[swirling glitching sounds]
But that's where you're wrong, dear.
What are you doing, Jack?
[glitching sounds] Jack!
[glitching sounds] Jack!!!!!
[inaudible voice over tv]
[Morrison] Lawrenceburg Police, warrant.
[voice over tv] But... I deal with memories.
[voice over tv] I don’t delete them.
[voice over tv] I... Jack Whitlock... repair memories.
Hold.
Right.
[voice over tv] One’s that need repairing.
[voice over tv] That aren’t needed to be erased...
[voice over tv] forever.
[voice over tv] Some things need to be erased.
- Clear. - Left.
[voice over tv] But some... truly need to be repaired.
[voice over tv] I guess you could say I am...
[Lieutenant] Clear.
[voice over tv] I didn’t know it had uploaded.
Left.
Hold.
[voice over tv] I never knew it would happen...
Clear.
[voice over tv] like this.
[voice over tv] I guess today is as good as time as any.
[voice over tv] Whoever coined that phrase, probably didn’t think about a day like today.
[Jack’s voice over tv] People keep asking me, Jack?
[Jack’s voice over tv] What is it that you do?
Clear.
[Jack’s voice over tv] like most legal jobs that are routine that we go to everyday.
[Jack’s voice over tv] But, the question gives me pause.
[Jack’s voice over tv] It takes a while for me to come to an answer and a conclusion.
Clear.
[Jack’s voice over tv] Which aren’t always mutually exclusive.
[Jack’s voice over tv] But, I deal with memories.
Body!
[Jack’s voice over tv] I don’t erase them.
[Jack’s voice over tv] I, Jack Whitlock, repair memories.
[Lieutenant] Blue.
[Jack’s voice over tv] Ones that need repairing, that aren’t needed to be erased forever.
[Jack’s voice over tv] Some things need to be erased.
Oh God.
[Jack’s voice over tv] ...but some truly need to be repaired.
[holsters gun]
[Jack’s voice over tv] I guess you could say I am...
[glitching sounds]
I didn't know that it had uploaded.
[glitching sounds]
So this is what it feels like.
[laughs]
I never know it would happen
like this.
[Jack’s voice over tv] but, I deal with memories.
[Jack’s voice over tv] I don’t erase them.
[Jack’s voice over tv] I, Jack Whitlock, repair memories.
[Jack’s voice over tv] Ones that need repairing.
[Jack’s voice over tv] That aren’t needed to be erased forever.
[Jack’s voice over tv] Some things need to be erased, even from the past.
[Jack’s voice over tv] But some, truly need to be repaired.
[Jack’s voice over tv] I guess you could say I am...
[Jack’s voice] But, I deal with memories.
[♪ soft piano music ♪]
[Jack’s voice] I don't erase them.
[glitching sounds]
[Jack’s voice] I, Jack Whitlock...
[Jack’s voice] Repair... [glitching effect] repair memories.
[Jack’s voice] repair memories, repair memories.
[♪ soft piano music ♪]
[Jack] What memories am I living?
[glitching sounds]
[Jack’s voice distorted] Whose memories am I living?
[Jack] Whose memories am I making?
[long glitching sounds]
[♪ soft piano music continues ♪]
[glitching sounds]
[♪ pulse driven synth music ♪]
[glitching sounds]