The Tourist

- Do you have a toilet that I could use?

- You need to sign for it. - Need to what?

Sign for it.

- No, it's hardly like I want to buy it.

- Yeah, well, toilet's in a building out the back.

So most people, they take the key, they walk out,

and then they forget to bring it back.

And then they drive God knows where with it, so...

- Okay, so how does signing for it actually help?

'Cause I could still sign for it

and then still take the key away and forget.

- Out the front, around the back.

[Kim Carnes's "Bette Davis Eyes" playing]

The fuck?

Yes!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

You're awake.

You're in Cooper Springs Hospital.

You were in a car crash. You're okay.

Is there anyone we can call?

Cops couldn't find any ID or phone in the wreckage.

Parent, partner, friend?

Pet?

It's a lot to take in, I know.

Let's start with your name.

What's your name?

Sir, can you tell me your name?

- The MRI takes about 15 minutes, and it's loud.

A lot of buzzing, lot of clicking.

Stay still as you can, okay?

- Yeah. - You like some music on?

I got my phone hooked up here.

No, I'm fine.

Wait. "If I Didn't Care."

Play that.

- Sorry. Is that an album or a song?

I... I don't know.

Okay, top hit, it's a song.

Band called The Ink Spots. That the one?

I, uh...

I don't know.

Want me to play it?

Sure.

[The Ink Spots' "If I Didn't Care" playing]

Uh...

Ooh!

Is this him?

Hey. How you goin'?

Hi.

- I'm... I'm a probationary constable

with the Cooper Springs Police Department.

Helen Chambers. Here to take a statement.

Telling the truth,

it's my first proper investigation.

Although it's not technically my investigation

'cause most of my experience has been in traffic.

Uh, anyroad...

Can I get your name, date of birth, and home address?

Yeah, um...

I have no idea.

- Huh? - I don't remember anything.

- About... about the accident? - About anything.

Oh. I... oh.

Um, so you wouldn't be able to tell me

how you came off the road there? - No.

No.

And I guess you wouldn't be able

to tell me where you were going.

So I suppose you... You couldn't tell me

if there are any friends or family that I can...

- Nope. - Yeah, right.

So just to clarify then, like, nothing?

Mm.

No, I keep telling myself

to just try and remember, you know?

But it's... it's like trying to make yourself fly.

No... no matter... No matter how much you think

you're gonna be able to do it, you still just end up

a bloody bag of bones and shit and fuckin' intestines.

Oh.

Tell you what, though, I mean, you must be scared.

I'm sorry.

Well, okay, so what do we know?

Well... sorry, pen.

Okay, so what do we know?

Um, you know you were in a car accident, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah, so...

- Sorry to interrupt. We finally tracked these down.

They're the clothes you had on when we picked you up.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

- We don't know how your car came off the road,

and local cops didn't find anything at the scene,

but I've asked them to take another look just in case.

And aside from that,

we know that your plates were registered to a Jessica Smith.

She remembers you buying it in cash a week or so ago.

It was in person, right off the street.

So, I mean, she's no use.

What is it?

You know this place?

Uh, yeah.

It's... it's a little town about 50k north of here.

Is it ringing any bells?

No.

You know, it's tomorrow.

Well, 25th today, so whoever you're meeting,

it's tomorrow.

Unless it's from last month.

Or could be next month, yeah.

Well, could be any month, come to think of it.

Right.

- Most likely not, though, 'cause when I saw that just now,

I thought, "That is a meeting

that is most definitely tomorrow."

Probably.

You know what?

I can send someone up there to check it out.

Go on.

You can just... you know, you can say it.

- What's that now?

- Whatever it is you're thinking but too scared to say.

You can see how this looks, right?

A bloke driving through the middle of the outback

with no phone, no wallet, no memory,

and all that remains is a piece of paper.

So you're saying I'm lying?

No, no, no, no.

I... I'm sorry.

I can't imagine how that feels.

I... I find it hard when I forget to take the bins out, so...

Okay. Um, can I take your photograph?