Blackout

Calm down!

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Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Calm down. Calm down.

Relax. You're okay. You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay.

Look at me.

Thank God. I was getting so worried.

Vitals clear.

You're not doing anything crazy, are you?

Am I gonna do anything crazy? I don't know.

Do you remember how you got here?

No.

Do you remember being in a car accident?

No.

Do you remember me asking you the same questions yesterday?

You are suffering from post-traumatic amnesia.

Can you tell me your name?

Of course I can.

- My - Hm-mm?

What is it?

John.

Your name is Cain. John Cain.

Don't worry. Everything will come back. Okay?

We are doing everything we can.

The best thing for you now just to relax.

I'll be right here.

I'm sorry, but

Who are you?

I'm your wife.

You're my wife?

Just try to relax. Okay?

What-what are you doing? What are you doing?

Isotonic saline to cope with your blood loss,

along with morphine for the pain.

You will love it.

Can we take these off now, please?

It's a fucking disaster.

Oof!

Is it Cain?

Not sure. The body's too burnt to tell.

We're pulling dental.

We'll get it soon.

Yeah.

What the hell is this?

A way down to the city electrical conduit tunnel.

This party took months to plan. Maybe years.

- Did any of you know about this? - No, sir.

Didn't? Great job. Great fucking job!

I ought a fire all of you!

What do you want us to do about this?

I want you to find the motherfucker!

I'm sorry.

Things have been difficult.

It just would have been nice to know what you were up to.

How am I supposed to know that? I don't even know who I am.

I mean, do I have a birthday? Do I have parents?

Dr. Garza said everything will come back eventually.

Just try to relax, okay?

December 2nd, 1972.

You were born in Boulder, Colorado.

Your father's name is Ernie. He's in France,

finally taking his European vacation.

I spoke to him last night. He's doing his best to get here.

My mother?

It's just me and you, Cain.

It's just us.

Where's your ring?

There he is.

How you doin', buddy?

Cain, this is Eddie.

Do you remember him?

I can't say that I do. No.

Yeah, Anna told me you got a memory thing going on.

No progress? - No.

How do I know you?

You're one fucked-up dude, you know?

I didn't realize it was this bad.

On any other day, you're usually the sharpest guy in the room.

Okay. Let me introduce myself again.

I'm Eddie. Cain, nice to meet you.

You're like a brother to me.

And you better goddamn believe that I'm gonna do

whatever it takes to make sure that you're alright.

You know why?

'Cause you owe me money.

Like five dollars from a poker game.

There you laugh, asshole!

- How are you? - Good.

Okay, things will start looking up soon, Cain.

I got the best of the best coming here to help you out.

You know? I'll get you back to normal

so you can remember everything you need to remember

in no time at all. I promise.

Can I speak to you for a moment?

Actually, I should get going, but I'll call you later.

My friend.

Excuse me!

He seems fucked. Not what I paid for.

I already told you. He's not ready.

Time's up, Garza. Don't think too much.

Don't hesitate. Just do as you were told.

Listen, please!

Have you already forgotten what happened to your colleagues?

I need that case.

So I thought I'd pay you a visit to remind you

that all our lives are depending on this.

Just just remember one thing.

Who loves you?

- Yeah. - No, no, no.

I want you to say it. Who loves you?

Eddie loves me.

Of course, dude!

I love this guy.

I know.

I love you so much I even send you hearts in our texts.

I'm not in the mood, Eddie.

Okay. Who's texting you right now?

Someone who loves you.

You see, dude?

We tried your way with this fucking drug,

but it's obviously not working.

So now you're going to use anything and everything

until his fucking memory comes back!

That's your boy?

So pretty.

Don't worry, Garza. I won't touch him.

You know that's not my style.

My style is way colder than that.

I'd rather kill his dad right now.

This little guy won't have a chance.

Sin papa, he will grow up loveless and confused.

He'll try to sell drugs, but quickly he will realize

that drugs don't make much money.

So he'll turn to worse ways to make money.

And he'll cry himself to sleep every night

because he and his mom can't afford heat or food.

But most of all, this little guy will cry

because he won't be able to figure out

why his father disappeared.

Why his father didn't love him enough

to leave a fucking note

before he disappeared.

Just do as you were told.

Let's go.

- Here. - No, I got

Let me help you.

You're very pretty.

You don't remember anything?

Yeah.

I remember hospital food tastes like shit.

Wow. I remember that.

You've never let me do this.

What? Feed me? Why would I?

First time.

I want to know what happened.

How it happened.

You've been gone for days.

I thought

I thought maybe you changed your mind.

Change my Why would I change?

Ready to move around?

- Okay. - Okay.

- Ready? - Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, breathe and take it slow.

- Okay. - Okay.

Your feet first. - Oh, man.

Okay. Breathe.

Okay.

Okay, do you feel nauseous? - I'm fine.

It's the saline, okay? Sometimes it has that effect.

Good, Cain.

Okay. Okay.

How are you feeling?

- Good. Time for tests? - No.

What's wrong, doctor?

What do you mean by that?

Who the fuck am I?

If you make a sound, I'll put a fucking hole in your head.

Do you hear me?

Now you better tell me what the hell's going on.

This is only gonna make things worse.

What things?

These are dangerous people. Okay?

It's not just them you gotta worry about.

Yeah? Does that include you?

Get in.

- You need to understand this. - I understood completely.

You're not my wife.

Yes, he's in here. We're going down to the third floor.

Fuck!

He's in the elevator.

Shit.

We're not moving.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

I have no clue.

Main elevator is frozen. They ain't going nowhere.

We can go up.