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My name is Thomas Vail.

Or at least I thought it was.

I'm a photographer.

I had it all. A wife, Allison.

Friends. A career.

And in one moment it was taken away.

All because of a single photograph.

I have it.

They want it.

And they will do anything to get the
negative.

I'm keeping this diary as proof that
these events are real.

I know they are, they have to be. I find
myself 1 ,500 miles away from where my

story began, when I sat in a county
mental hospital, wearing a straight

facing Dr. Bellamy.

It's hard to say just where I'm headed.

It might be easier to say, away.

Away from them.

Okay, I got this one here, it's $40 a
night, and I got this one in here, it's

$55.

I don't know what's the difference.

Hey, this one you can hear the highway a
lot better.

The other one's fine.

All right, it's going to be two doors
down, past the ice machine.

All right, thank you. Have yourself a
good night, Dr.

Bellamy, huh?

Hey, Greg.

It's me.

Yeah?

Hey, buddy. It's Tom.

I think you've got the wrong number.
What number were you dialing?

Hello?

What do you want from me?

You're not the easiest man to find, Dr.
Bellamy.

The local brew.

I think you'll find it quite good.

What is this place?

Clear Springs Sanitarium.

A house for healing.

A home for the mentally distressed.

Less euphemistically, the neighborhood
hatch.

It's also headquarters for Western
operations.

I hope my men weren't too rough on you,
Doctor.

I'm sure you can appreciate the need for
caution.

We had to make sure that you were who we
thought you were.

And are you sure?

Considering no one in Western operations
knows you by sight, yes, I'd say it all

tracks.

So, how did you find me? We got a call
from Central

City's operations three days ago. They
told us that one of their chief

operatives had disappeared after an
explosion in a photo studio.

And once you'd rented a car and used
your credit cards?

Well, you know the system.

The system is people. People make
mistakes.

Well, if you have a problem with the way
we've handled things... No, no, it's...

It's just important to know you were
thorough.

You're here, aren't you?

I guess I am.

So now that you've found me, what are
you supposed to do with me?

debrief you, try to find out about the
subject whose life you erased, and just

generally roll out the red carpet.

It seems you're a classified VIP.

We've been told to extend you every
courtesy until the director returns.

Good.

May I? Oh, please, by all means. Thank
you.

They're healers.

The sanitarium operates from their
monastery.

The church permits that?

There is no church.

They're non -denominational.

It's an unusual arrangement.

I suppose we all have to answer to a
higher authority.

When did you say the director was
returning?

I'm not sure.

He's out of the country at the moment. A
week?

Ten days?

And how much do you know about the
subject I was erasing?

That's an odd question.

You know quite well that... Each branch
of

operations functions autonomously.

Need to know.

Isn't that the credo we live by?

But I'm your guest.

I'm not from this division, so I'm sure
that under the circumstances, exceptions

can be made.

The name of my subject is Thomas Vail. I
want to see his file.

Everything we've got.

Or does your red carpet roll out just so
far?

I want my life back.

I want my life back. Who is she?

Ellen Combs.

She's been with us for almost two weeks.

Her erasure has been, well... Let's just
say that Dr. Hayne has found her less

than cooperative.

She's one of those poor misguideds who
still believes that there is a high

road.

You should learn.

Come with me.

I'll show you her case history.

I'm up.

Come in.

Come on.

Let's go.

What's that smell?

Sorry.

Where are Peter and the kids?

Peter? And who?

Peter, my husband, and the kids. They
were riding in the car.

This car?

Yes, of course, this car. Why are you
acting this way?

Lady, I don't know who the hell you are,
or if you think this is some kind of a

joke, but if you look really close, I'm
not laughing.

Why are you talking to me this way, Mac?

All things considered, I thought she
would have been an easy nut to crack.

Are you all right, Doctor?

Yeah, I'm fine, fine. It's hot in here.

So, uh, what exactly do you want from
her?

What do we want from anyone?

Cooperation.

Surrender?

I put her file in your room. I'm sure
you'll find it interesting.

I can't tell you how enthusiastic we all
are that you're here.

You wanted to see me?

I just got off the phone with the
director.

I told him how anxious you were to get
your hands on the Thomas Vail file.

Yeah, is he sending it?

Well, he's still somewhat concerned that
you left Central City's region without

contacting him.

He feels there might be some question
of...

loyalty.

In any case, he's very pleased you've
signed on with us during his absence.

He said any doubt he may have had would
be mollified once you've broken the

woman. The file?

Quid pro quo doctor when you've broken
mrs. Combs.

He'll send you the veil file

They

say

that to really appreciate how something
feels

You have to go through it yourself.

And as I looked through Ellen's file, I
felt my stomach turn over.

I was so close, though.

Close to the answer.

Close to understanding just what brought
me here and why.

But at what price?

It's rainy season.

The humidity makes them stick sometimes.

Yeah, I guess they just don't make them
like they used to.

God be with you, brother.

I've already told him everything I'm
going to, doctor.

My name is Ellen Combs.

I was born in Hanover, New Hampshire.

I'm married. I'm 34 years old. I have
one husband, two children, and all my

teeth, and I am not out of my mind.

Then why do you think you're here?

I don't know. You're the doctor. You
tell me.

Where's Dr. Hay?

I'm Dr. Bellamy.

I'll be sitting in...

Oh, it's going to be a long while.

Are you always this defiant?

I want my life back.

I want to see my family. Oh, that's
right. I keep forgetting you don't think

have a family.

Did I say that?

You've all said that.

Well, I'm not part of the all.

Now what's supposed to happen?

Am I supposed to reward this act of
kindness by telling you everything you

to hear?

Well, why don't you start by telling me
what you think has happened to you?

That's great.

What's happened to me?

All right, doctor.

Since you seem to be more in the dark
than I am, someone has taken my life.

Your husband and your children.

What do you know, doctor? You certainly
knew how to get me out of this place.

You knew how to completely erase a
person's life.

I was born in Hanover, New Hampshire.

I'm married. I'm 34 years old. I have
one husband, two children, all my

and I'm not out of my mind. My name is
Ellen Gross.

Ellen.

Just what the hell do you think you're
doing?

Well, it's interesting. I guess we have
very different definitions of VIP.

You know, maybe the next time the
director calls, we should just both

him.

I'm sorry. It's just that we've spent
the last...

Nine days trying to make some headway
with that woman. You failed.

We were getting close.

You didn't realize we were playing
horseshoes.

Yeah, cooperation.

It needs to be elicited.

Not extorted, but coerced.

You know, as for you observing my
session, the price of admission is

Is that all?

Yes

Why did you bring me here?

This is where you said your kids go to
school, right?

Yes.

But why did you bring me here? What are
you trying to prove?

I don't know.

Where's Ellen Combs? Why isn't she here?

Dr. Haynes signed her out and took her
downstairs for treatment.

Treatment? What kind of treatment?

She's phase four, doctor.

ECT.

Electroconvulsive therapy.

She's ready, doctor.

Very good.

Dr. Bellamy.

Well, it's an honor, sir.

Alan, hey, we're just about to get
started. No, get her out of here.

She's phase four, doctor. She's already
sedated and prepped. Well, then, un

-prep her. She's not ready.

But I personally supervise this case,
and I don't think you're in any position

to judge whether she's ready. Hey,
you've had two weeks, no results. Her

has been turned over to me. Yes, well, I
was told you're consulting here,

doctor. No one said anything to me about
you taking over my cases. Listen, if

you have a problem with this, take it up
with the management. But if we don't

induce the amnesia... Did you hear what
I said?

She's my case now. Nobody asked you if
you liked it. Nobody asked you if you

approved.

Well, well, well.

You've overstepped your boundaries,
doctor.

Just how much longer do you think you
really can delay this?

about as long as it's going to take you
to clean this place up.

Yes, that's exactly what happened.

He completely disrupted our phase four
procedure and threatened Dr. Hayne.

From all appearances, he's making every
attempt to reassure the woman.

Yes.

Yes.

I'll take care of it.

No. No.

No, there won't be any problems.

I think you're going to get lucky
tonight.

I've never seen him before in my life.
He's insane.

Could I talk to you a minute?

Well, you're looking better than when I
saw you last.

Well, electrodes taped to the forehead
don't do much for a girl's appearance.

Sit down.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Well, I have my own opinion on how
things should be conducted around here.

Can I be honest with you?

That's up to you.

scared the hell out of me.

How's that?

Well, until I met you, I was convinced I
wasn't crazy.

No matter how hard they came at me, no
matter how hard they tried, I just kept

telling myself that what I knew to be
real was real.

Well, that's not always easy to hang on
to.

Maybe. At least till you showed up.

I'm not sure I follow you.

Well, don't you see?

I had convinced myself that it was me
against them.

But you're nothing like them. You're
kind to me.

And that disturbs you? Yes, it disturbs
me.

I mean, I had to stop and think that
maybe there is no them.

Maybe there is no enemy. And if there is
no enemy, Doctor, then the possibility

exists that I have created all of this.

Paranoia. And if that's true, then I
really have lost my mind.

To tell you the truth, I don't know
where I am anymore.

If I am sick, if I have imagined all of

this, I need your help, Doctor.

because you're the only one that I trust
here.

I owe you a very sincere apology, Dr.
Bellamy.

Oh, how's that?

For doubting you.

For suspecting your loyalty.

That little rescue you staged in the ECT
room was perfect.

You... You had Dr.

Hayne. Damn near hysteria.

What are you talking about?

Mrs. Combs.

I have to hand it to you. Everything
they've said about you is an

understatement.

I just got back from her room. She's
confused, disoriented, helpless,

unsure of herself.

She trusts you implicitly and is
perfectly prepared to accept the reality

presented her.

You know, I give myself a lot of credit,
but...

But frankly, you had me fooled.

For a moment there, I actually thought
that you'd betrayed the organization.

But instead, in one brilliant move, you
broke her.

To the master.

What's the status of the Thomas Vale
file?

I spoke with the director just a short
while ago. He was thrilled when I told

him the progress you were making with
Mrs. Combs.

He promised to send it right out.

I should be here first thing in the
morning.

Looks as if you've taken to our little
garden spot.

Yes, it's very peaceful. I suppose with
Dr. Hayne, Mrs. Combs is being prepped

for final erasure.

No, it's too soon. She needs a couple
more days, at least.

Yes, well, unfortunately, it's just not
possible. We're dealing with a time

factor here. I'm telling you, she needs
a few more... Doctor, we simply have no

choice.

But I thought seeing as how you've
become the source of her trust...

The fulcrum for her confusion.

It'd be useful if you could be there for
the treatment.

I'm sure that seeing you will help
expedite things.

Fifteen minutes.

Dr.

Hayes.

She was sedated in her room. We're ready
for the chemo induction.

Dr. Bellamy.

I am so sorry about what happened last
night.

If you'd clued me in, perhaps I would
have been... What?

Less convincing in your performance?

It was perfect.

It was theater at its best.

She's ready, Doctor.

Good.

Get closer where she can see you.

Do you recognize this man?

Yes.

Oh, it's Dr. Bellamy.

And you trust him?

Yes.

Do you know where you are?

Clear Spring Sanitarium.

Do you know who you are?

I'm not sure.

You realize you suffer from delusions,
from fantasies?

Yes.

I think so.

Do you have a husband?

No, no husband.

And what about children?

Much, much.

You feel this overwhelming desire to
cooperate. I know how uncomfortable it

makes you feel to resist.

Easier to cooperate.

Cooperation makes you feel good.

Resistance creates anxiety.

Feels better to cooperate.

And you want so much to tell us what you
saw that day.

And who you told about it.

tell very many people.

The first person I told... No, Ellen,
no. Wait a minute.

What the hell do you think you're doing?
Putting a stop to this. Step back.

Get down. Get down.

Maybe you should pull over and let me
drive.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Okay, I'm okay. I'm awake.

I'm awake.

Okay. I'm okay.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

You know, at least you could be really
big on my clothes.

You're just gonna have to sleep this
off, okay?

I knew you were trying to get me into
bed.

You're not gonna make this easy for me,
are you?

No, absolutely not.

You want me in bed?

You're gonna have to work for it.

Dr. Bell?

Oh, bad idea.

Where are we? What is this place?

It's called Hawthorne House. You told me
about it last night.

I did?

Yeah.

What else did I tell you? Oh, don't
worry. You were on your best behavior.

Why did you bring me here?

Well, it's a long story, but... To get
you away from them.

Why would you do that?

Look, my name isn't Walter Bellamy. I'm
not a doctor. I don't have anything to

do with those people.

Right.

My name is Tom Vail.

Whoever those people are, they're trying
to do the same thing to you as they did

to me.

And I just couldn't let that happen, and
that's why we're here.

No.

No, I see what's happening here.

Sorry, Doctor.

You just took this one step too far.

Excuse me?

You're good.

You had me going there for a while, but
you can't really expect me to buy all of

this. Look, Ellen, you've been asleep
for four hours.

They are going to be looking for us. I
mean, how long do you think it's going

be before they catch up to us?

I don't know. As soon as you tell them
to move in.

Look, I know how this feels.

I had a career, a life, a wife.

I know what it feels like to have it all
ripped away, but at some point, you...

What? Trust you?

Tell you everything I wouldn't tell
them?

No, I'm open to suggestions. What's it
going to take?

I don't know.

You're the doctor.

Or you aren't the doctor.

Which is it? I told you, listen, I've
been through this.

Dr. Bellamy was the man responsible for
my erasure.

Erasure?

That's what they call it.

Bellamy was killed at my studio. Before
that, I took his driver's license. I

took his credit cards. That's how they
found me.

Through the computers, they think I'm
him.

And I went along with it, I mean, hoping
I could get some answers.

And they were going to bring me my file.

Who's Tom Vail?

I'm a photographer.

I'm a photojournalist.

They stole one of my photos, and I think
they think I know something.

Must have been a hell of a picture.

Okay, let me ask you this.

If you're such a risk to them, so
valuable...

Why didn't they just kill you? I don't
know. I don't know.

I'm not sure. Maybe like you, they think
I knew too much.

Or more importantly, they're not sure
just who I might have told.

How much do you know? I don't know what
I'm supposed to know.

I just know it's taken everything I've
got to get away from them.

I mean, after everything that's
happened, how can you expect me to

anything that you say to me?

I guess maybe I can't.

If there were only something real, some
tangible way that I

could know that this isn't just another
one of those games they play.

The photograph, the one that you said
they stole from you. You must have other

copies. Yes, I do have the negatives,
that's all.

Well, can I see them?

Ellen,

that's not a good idea. Oh, I get it. I
get it. It's perfectly all right for me

to put all my trust into you, tell you
anything.

Here's my story, Ellen. Now just jump on
for the ride.

I'm confused, Tom, but I'm not stupid.

Okay, just give me 15 minutes.

Where are you going?

I'll get the negatives.

Very fancy.

Hell of a way to protect precious cargo.

Well, it's just making it not look like
precious cargo.

Good answer.

Hey, you know, by this time this
morning, I would have had my hands on my

I didn't have to do this. So, if this is
just an exercise... No, look, I'm

sorry. It's just hard to know who to
trust anymore.

Why are you doing this for me? I mean,
if the director had really sent your

file... What'd you say?

Just that...

Giving up the chance to get your hands
on your file? No, you said if the

director had really sent my file, how do
you know about the director?

It's going down.

I'm sure that's what you said.

No, I never mentioned the director.

Well, I'm obviously not making it up.

No, you're not.

now who's being paranoid it's okay i'm
getting used to it