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(birds chirping)

(baby breathing)

WOMAN: Careful, babe.

Hold her head up.

There you go.

(chuckles)

-Oh. -(man chuckles)

Today is my baby’s first day home.

-And this is your daddy. -(chuckles)

(baby fussing quietly)

(woman chuckles)

You’re never gonna let her go, are you?

(chuckles)

Are you?

(static crackles)

♪ ♪

(sighs softly)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(choking, gasping)

AVA: Daddy.

-Daddy! Daddy. -(gasping)

Daddy!

If we can leave in the next 33 minutes,

we should be able to make it, okay?

Come on.

-(voices whispering) -(footsteps departing)

♪ ♪

(water dripping)

(mutters): All right. Okay.

(footsteps approaching)

-AVA: Daddy. -Hey.

-Come on. -Karen.

Daddy, Cathy.

-Cathy. -Okay, I’m sorry. Sorry.

She’s...

She is...

she’s my boss of...

12 years?

And I’m her lead photographer.

Good. Very good. Remember, eye contact.

Don’t forget to smile.

You have to show her you’re grateful for the opportunity.

Yeah, uh, eyes, smile. Got it.

-(sighs): Okay. -Mm-hmm.

(Ava sighs)

♪ ♪

Okay.

Perfect.

Here we go, mister.

-Come on. -I’m coming.

Coming, coming, coming, coming.

-Okay. All right. -I’ll beat you there!

♪ ♪

-15 minutes, Dad! -Okay.

ASSISTANT (over phone): This is Dr. Brooks’ office again.

Please let us know if you’re interested

in joining the cognitive research study.

A slot just opened up,

-so we thought we’d reach out. -(scoffs)

We have 12 minutes.

Yep, I’m ready, I’m ready. Yeah, I’m ready.

-No, thank you. I’m okay. -You need breakfast.

-I’m fine. Thank you. -I wasn’t asking.

All right. Thank you, thank you.

Mm, mm, mm.

You used to do it tighter.

(door opens)

♪ ♪

(dog barking in distance)

(Ava sighs)

(sighs)

Hey, uh... look, I’m-I’m really sorry about

raising my voice the other night.

I know, Dad. You’re just sick.

Yeah, but it’s still no exc...

Dad!

Come on.

(sighs): Okay.

♪ ♪

-It’s a... -Wait. Wait.

Wait.

(gearshift clicks)

Minute to spare. Not bad.

-(sighs): Okay. -Where’d you get that?

-You don’t smoke. -Oh.

Okay. I thought I...

(grabs cigarette pack)

(laughs softly)

(laughing): Okay.

I guess I don’t smoke.

Look, just be yourself and smile.

Eye contact, you know.

I-I got it.

Want to try the handshake again?

It’ll come back.

-Good morning. -Hi. Hi.

(quiet chatter)

(phone ringing)

WOMAN: So, go on and have a seat right here,

and she’ll be right with you.

NOLAN: (exhales) Hey. Thank you.

(exhales)

-CATHY: Nolan. -Hi.

We’ve known each other too long for that.

-Oh. -Come here.

(Cathy sighs)

Have a seat.

Thank you.

Wow.

(both laugh)

We all did not think you were gonna make it.

How’s Ava?

Oh, good.

-Yeah? -She’s great. Um...

You know, she’s handling everything really well.

Running the house, running me.

-She’s just like her mom. -Uh-huh.

Rachel was always so pointed in the office.

But... (sighs) her stories.

So rich.

So much nuance.

I’m sorry.

No, no, no, it’s okay. I, um...

It’s actually nice to hear those things.

It’s partially why I thought it’d be good to be back here.

Um, so, anyway, I-I brought some newer samples,

and I thought it would help with some...

Look, Nolan, they just told me--

the publisher will not sign off on it.

What?

It’s just that your latest photos

don’t reach the level of your past work.

Oh, uh, well, I mean, I have newer samples

I can show you if you just tell me

-what you need me to... -Nolan.

I know you need this-- believe me--

but it’s just not like it used to be.

Budgets are tight, and...

(voice fading): they’re not gonna sign off

unless they can justify it.

(horn honking repeatedly)

Fuck!

Uh, hi. Hi.

I’m sorry. Is... is Dr. Yeboah available?

-Sure. Just have a seat. -Okay, thank you.

Sorry.

WOMAN: Watch your foot.

(woman speaking quietly)

♪ ♪

Nol.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Hey, no, stop that. -Hmm.

You are too talented to let this get to you.

Come on. Let’s go get some food.

Yeah.

So, uh, what’s the plan now?

I don’t know. No publication will even see me.

-You know I can spot you if you need. -No.

-No, no, no. I’m fine. -You sure?

Yes, I’m fine. There’ll... There’ll be other jobs.

(softly): Okay.

So, you gonna tell me what happened to your hand or...?

I don’t know. I just, uh...

(sighs) I don’t...

I got frustrated, punched a wall.

-Bill collector. Who cares? -(chuckles)

Since when do you hit anything?

What do you mean?

I-I’ve never seen you lose your cool before.

(cell phone ringing)

(softly): Okay, okay.

(chuckles)

-(ringing stops) -And another one.

-(phone drops on table) -Another doctor?

Yep.

Maybe we should take Dr. Brooks up on her offer.

I know she’s pushy, but maybe I was wrong.

I said that studies are risky,

but we tried all the traditional doctors, right?

And she’s one of the leading researchers in her field.

I mean, we should give it a shot, right?

(sighs)

You don’t need to change your career, Nol.

You just need to remember who you are again.

Hmm?

I’m, uh, Dr. Yeboah with Ortho.

You think the doctor can squeeze my friend in?

-Um... -Hi. Uh, Nolan Wright.

Oh, yes. She’s with a patient right now, but let me see.

-Thank you. Appreciate it. -(pager beeping)

(sighs)

-Sorry. I got to get back. -Mm-hmm.

-Just feel it out, all right? -Uh-huh.

WOMAN (over TV): ...American Academy of Neurology

and the American Neuropsychiatric Association.

-(sighs) -Please welcome to the stage

this year’s keynote speaker, Dr. Lillian Brooks.

(applause on TV)

Clinically, this man is brain-dead.

But the brain is stronger than you think.

What you’re seeing is

the primitive visualization of a memory.

Ten years ago, my team developed this technology

for people just like him.

People left to die.

People everyone gave up on.

The question now is: Can we wake them up?

And that question has led to the development

of our most recent device.

-Dr. Brooks will see you now. -Oh. Okay.

Thank you.

Thanks.

(knocks)

Hello.

Hi.

Come in. Have a seat.

(door closes)

(recorder beeps)

Nolan Wright, 33 years old.

Involved in a car accident six months ago

resulting in the death of his wife

and extensive injury to his cranium

and medial temporal lobe.

He was found unresponsive at the scene

and remained in a comatose state for three days.

On the third day, he regained consciousness

with severe memory loss.

I’m sorry about your wife.

I know how devastating it is to lose someone you love.

But I am glad that you finally decided to come in.

I know it’s frustrating seeing so many doctors.

Right. And-and do you think this will help with my amnesia?

Well, your head seems to have healed nicely.

You shouldn’t have even survived this.

-(flipping through papers) -(sighs) Let’s see.

You have done the EMDR.

Hmm. Neurological feedback, cognitive therapy.

All of this is good, but what we do here goes deeper.

What is it... what is it that you do here?

Before I explain the therapy,

I need to confirm that the pathway to your memories

isn’t totally corrupted.

Yeah, how-how do you plan on doing that?

Have you ever experienced hypnosis?

♪ ♪

Okay. I want you to sit up and relax, please.

(scoffs softly)

And let your muscles fall into the seat.

(sighs softly)

You just let your muscles fall into the seat.

Uh-huh.

Relax, and let go of everything around you.

And focus on that.

Just focus.

(sighing)

Just focus on that.

That is all that matters.

Let it lead you in.

Now focus on its center.

And let your eyelids fall.

(echoing): Your eyes are getting heavier.

Let them fall.

Let them rest.

♪ ♪

(panting softly)

♪ ♪

What is this?

(watch clicks)

(watch ticking)

(panting softly)

(sharp crunching)

Who’s there?

(watch continues ticking)

(crunching continues)

-(panting quietly) -(crunching continues)

-(shouts) -(fingers snapping)

(watch clicks, ticking stops)

(Nolan panting)

It’s okay.

It’s all right. You’re out.

You’re-you’re done.

(panting)

What did you see?

What did you-- What’d you do to me?

-Nothing. -No, don’t bullshit.

That-That’s the same thing I keep seeing in my nightmares.

There’s something... Someone-someone was in there.

Who the hell was in there?

Mr. Wright, this exercise

simply transports you to your deep subconscious.

And in the years that I’ve been doing this,

nobody ever sees anything.

Until after multiple sessions, maybe, but you...

(sighs) The fact that you could see something that fast?

Your subconscious is active.

Your brain is not as handicapped as you think it is.

Those memories are there.

They’re deep, but they’re there.

(chuckles) I think my treatment can reverse your condition.

♪ ♪

Yeah, uh...

I-I need to think about it.

(door opens)

Is there anyone else who can pick you up?

Maybe your father forgot again.

He’s just running a little late today.

That’s all.

It’s 30 degrees out here.

Why don’t we wait inside?

Actually, it’s 42 right now.

It won’t be dropping to the 30s until next week.

(doorbell rings)

Ava.

Hey. Hey.

-Hey. I’m so, so sorry. -Don’t.

I know you’ve got a lot going on, Mr. Wright,

but this is number three.

If this happens again,

we’re gonna have to notify child services.

(knocks)

Hey.

Look...

I’m sorry I forgot. I just...

I guess, um...

they changed their mind about the job,

and I got distracted.

AVA: I’m sorry for making your life so difficult, Dad.

-(Ava crying) -What?

Ava, Ava, why would you say that?

You got so angry at me yesterday,

and then forgot me again today.

I thought you might be really annoyed of me.

Hey, Ava, look at me.

Ava, look at me.

Ava.

I’m not annoyed with you at all.

I’m sick. That’s it.

Okay?

If it wa... if it wasn’t for you, who knows where I’d be?

You say that all the time.

I think I should go make some dinner.

Hey, no, come on, you don’t have to make dinner tonight.

But I do.

Who else will?

BROOKS: Are you familiar with the term "life review"?

No.

It’s a phenomenon reported by many

after a near-death experience,

where your life flashes before your eyes.

I believe that that flash contains key memories

that replay on a constant loop all the time.

Uh-huh.

So, putting you directly into those memories

is the focus of this therapy.

I’m sorry, put, uh...

Wh-What do you mean, put me in those memories?

(chuckles) Come with me, please.

We call this headset the Black Box.

First, I put you under hypnosis to open up your subconscious.

And this EEG will read your brain waves

and send them to a processor inside here.

This processor will extract

those key memories from your brain waves

and convert each memory into an immersive virtual experience.

Okay, like-like a hologram?

More like a dream, like walking in your own shoes.

It’ll feel real.

The goal...

is to put you into as many of those key memories as possible

-until you wake up. -(typing)

NOLAN: Okay, uh, h-how long will it be

before I see results?

Well, depends on how you respond to the therapy.

Maybe a few weeks.

Okay. I don’t have a few weeks.

I need to be able to take care of my daughter.

Well, if we both burn the midnight oil,

I think you could see improvement sooner.

You good to go?

Okay.

♪ ♪

(whooshing)

BROOKS: Okay.

(steady beeping)

Transferring directly into and out of the trance stage

can be pretty jarring, so I like to begin

with something I call the safe room.

Imagine it as your core,

a place where you are completely comfortable,

where nothing can harm you.

A secret place that only you can enter.

-You got it? -Got it.

Good.

We’re ready to begin the session.

I’ll count you in.

Relax.

Look forward.

And you should see a cursor.

Uh-huh. I do.

When the cursor moves, focus on its movement.

Let it relax you.

(whirring)

BROOKS: There’s nothing now.

No lab.

No room. No chair.

Only the sound of my voice and the cursor.

Pay attention to your feet,

your legs, your arms.

They’re getting heavier-- too heavy.

But it feels good.

Let that feeling wash over your entire body.

The closer the cursor gets, the deeper you go.

The deeper you go, the better you will feel.

The better you feel, the deeper you will go.

In ten seconds, you’ll be in your safe room.

Ten, nine, eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three, two,

one.

(static crackling)

Nolan, are you in your safe room?

You’re gonna have to guide me.

I can’t see anything.

(sighs)

-(panting) -You hear me?

Uh...

Yes.

Yes, I can.

Good.

Now, remember, nothing can harm you here.

But do not go out the door.

I can only count you out from inside this room.

You hear me?

I need you to understand this.

I will not be able to bring you back if you leave, okay?

-Understood. -Good.

So, now I want you to imagine an analog watch.

And when you do, it should appear in the room with you.

(watch ticking)

(Nolan gasps softly)

From this room, you’re going to go

deeper into your subconscious.

Beyond this point, we will not be able to communicate anymore.

When you push the crown of the watch,

you will be in one of your memories.

Focus on it.

Concentrate.

Let it come back to you.

Whenever you like, you can turn the crown to another memory.

Forward for the next, backward for the previous one.

If at any time you feel uncomfortable,

push the crown in, and you’ll be back here.

Nolan, do you understand?

Uh... (chuckles)

(panting): Uh, understood.

Understood.

Good.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Then push the crown in and remember.

(shuddering breath)

(whooshing)

(organ playing Wagner’s "Bridal Chorus")

(footsteps approaching)

(crowd stands)

(quiet murmuring)

♪ ♪

Rachel.

I’ve been waiting so long...

(music distorts)

PRIEST (distorted): Dearly beloved,

we meet here today to witness a sacred ceremony.

We are especially blessed to be joined today

-by their families and friends. -(sharp crunching)

(voice fading): The groom and the bride are honored...

-(crunching continues) -(gasps softly)

♪ ♪

-(rapid beeping) -(static crackles)

-(crunching continues) -(priest continues indistinctly)

(trembling breaths)

(gasps)

(shouts)

(panting)

Oh. Relax.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Relax. You’re back.

A wedding?

What else did you see?

(stammering)

We-we were in an old church.

The-There was a large crowd, about 50, 70 people.

But all their faces were blurred.

Blurred?

Yeah. I got out of there as soon as that thing came at me.

The same thing that you saw during hypnosis?

-What did it look like? -I-I don’t know,

but it-it... I guess it looked like a person,

but it-it didn’t move like one.

I see.

I think most likely that’s your brain

trying to protect you from your trauma.

It’s trying to keep you from remembering.

You just have to remember that that thing is not real.

Next time, we’ll stay a little longer.

At least one face should appear.

Longer?

That’s why you’ve been sick for so long.

If you can avoid it, I think we could overcome this.

Listen, I know this sounds very strange,

especially after having seen so many other doctors,

but I mean it-- you are doing well.

The level of detail that you saw in your first session...

that is remarkable.

Now, I’m committed to reversing your condition.

I think we can if we keep pushing.

But I can’t do this if you don’t trust me.

Okay?

Okay.

(doorbell rings)

(chuckles): Hey.

-Hey. How you doing, bro? -Come on in.

-I’m all right, man. How are you? -You good?

Yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine. You all right?

I’m okay, yeah. Hand’s healing up.

But Ava’s a little mad at me, though.

-Ah. -Is that for us?

-Oh, yeah. I got you, bro. -Thank you so much.

Ava, got a surprise for you.

GARY: Hey. Chinese.

So, uh, how’s it going so far?

-How’s the study? -Uh, it’s okay.

-Yeah? -It’s okay. Yeah.

I’m still getting used to all this, but, um...

I, uh... I saw my wedding today.

You did? Your...

You... That’s amazing. Nol.

-That-that’s progress right there. -Yeah.

You know, uh, I remember that day, man.

You know, you two are the only reason

I even considered settling down.

-Were we always that happy? -Yeah.

You were inseparable. It was gross.

You and Rachel, you’d always talk about

this 40-year plan.

Y’all had it mapped out before you even got engaged.

-Hi, Uncle Gary. -GARY (chuckles): Hey.

And this munchkin was the first thing

y’all checked off the list. (chuckles)

You talking about the plan?

-Yeah. You still remember it? -Yeah.

Yeah, and I’m gonna get my first car

-when I turn 16 and a half. -And a half.

GARY: Yeah. (laughs)

And she’s gonna hold you to that, bro.

-Mm. -(laughs)

Hey, Ava...

it’s okay to miss her.

You-you don’t have to pretend.

Hey, come here.

It’s okay.

♪ ♪

Huh.

♪ ♪

(chopstick clatters on floor)

Hey. Yeah, two. Just...

-Yeah, thank you. -Thank you.

So...

What is this place?

Thank you.

I brought you here when you were three.

This was me and your mom’s favorite spot.

Uh-huh.

(chuckles)

Here, here. It’s okay. It’s okay.

Just hold it like this. All right?

Boom. Wham.

Control it from here.

Take your time.

There you go. There you... there you go.

Yeah, that’s-that’s all right.

Whoa, whoa. (groans playfully)

(both chuckle)

NOLAN: Whoa. Thank you.

-Mmm. -Yeah?

-It’s good. -Oh.

Thank you for being patient with me, Ava.

Okay.

(laughs)

Mmm, yummy.

BROOKS: And you didn’t bring any back for me?

Oh, well, she barely left any for me, so...

(both chuckle)

-Where did the two of you go? -Nise.

Oh.

-I love that place. -Jealous?

(chuckles)

-Extremely. -(laughing)

All right.

I’m sorry. Hey, uh, look, if I stop now,

do you think my memory would just return naturally?

Well, in the last session,

you reported seeing blurred faces.

That’s a condition called prosopagnosia.

It’s a sign of brain damage.

We want to get to the point where faces appear.

So let’s try to stay long enough today

to see a face, okay?

(sighs)

Oh, and if that thing shows up again,

you just say to yourself,

"I run my mind. It does not run me."

Say it with me.

"I run my mind..."

I run my mind. It does not run me.

-(watch ticking) -(static crackles)

♪ ♪

(clicking)

-(whooshing) -(grunts)

(baby crying over monitor)

♪ ♪

-(button clicks) -(crying stops)

-(baby crying) -(door creaking)

Hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey. (shushing)

Hey.

-You okay? -(crying stops)

There you go.

♪ ♪

(woman crying softly in other room)

(crying continues)

♪ ♪

(sharp crunching)

(raspy moaning)

I run my mind. It doesn’t run me.

-(crunching, moaning) -I run my mind.

It doesn’t run me.

I run my mind.

It doesn’t run me.

I run my mind. It doesn’t run me.

(panting)

I run my mind.

It doesn’t run me.

I run my mind. It doesn’t run me.

(gasps)

-BROOKS: Whoa. -(beeping)

Oh, ah-ah.

Remember: "I run my mind. It doesn’t run me."

-"I run my mind..." -I run my mind.

It doesn’t run me.

I run my mind. It doesn’t run me.

I run my mind. It doesn’t...

(panting)

Do you know where you are?

Yeah. Sorry, sorry. I just...

It felt like it was really choking me.

It tried to choke you?

That’s psychogenic pain.

It’s-it’s generated by the mind.

Th-Th-That thing will go away, but...

you must be getting close to something.

Your brain is throwing everything at you.

What did you see?

Uh, well, um...

I saw Ava as a baby.

Saw my wife.

I don’t...

Um...

Okay. You’re remembering.

This is natural.

Patients are often surprised by what they remember.

I was in an apartment.

I don’t know... I don’t know how I-I knew.

I-I-I just... I just knew where everything was.

And as far as I know, my house is the only place

my wife and I ever lived together.

But remember, this device pulls directly from your subconscious.

Maybe you were there at some point in your life.

Maybe a-a shoot for the newspaper?

No, no, no, it was too... it was too familiar for that.

Did any faces appear this time?

Okay.

(chuckles)

It’s okay, Nolan.

You’re getting close. Stay with this.

Uh, Doctor? Got a...

Oh. (chuckles)

Wow. You were, uh... you were just on my mind.

What’s up? Uh, I got about two minutes.

What’s wrong?

Nol.

Yeah, did-did Rachel and I ever fight?

Who doesn’t? (chuckles)

-But never anything serious. -Mm-hmm.

You had a tendency to be late to things.

Did it ever escalate to anything more?

What are you asking me?

Nol.

Did I ever... hit her?

Nol, you can’t be serious.

Are you serious right now?

You hit one wall, and all of a sudden

you think you’re Bobby Brown?

You’re not.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I’m sure.

Bro, in college, I couldn’t even get you to watch boxing,

much less do it.

Okay? You’ve always been a butterfly.

No offense, but you were a pushover.

Kind of a punk, like...

I mean, you were straight-up weak. (laughs)

I don’t think this is funny, Gary.

Okay. You... Hey, just...

Why don’t you sit down, all right?

Sit... Can we sit down for a second?

Like, wh-what exactly happened?

Are you... are you remembering something?

Okay, well, in the therapy, um,

we were in an apartment, and Ava was a baby and...

Wait, an apartment?

-In your memory? -Yeah. Yes.

Yes. Did... did we live in an apartment?

Well, I-I was in Palo Alto when Ava was born, so maybe,

but I don’t think so.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Nol, what-what are you thinking, man?

Um, okay.

Well, um, the place was really familiar.

And Dr. Brooks said the device shows memories

exactly the way they were.

It’s probably just a hallucination.

R-Remember,

Nol, you had a serious head injury.

Concussive trauma.

That’s no joke, all right?

Plus, you got a lot on your plate right now.

With Ava, with the job...

w-with remembering Rachel.

I mean, thing-things are just getting mixed up in here.

Okay?

Trust me, Rachel would have told me if something happened.

She was like a sister to me.

She wouldn’t hide something like that.

-Okay? -Mm-hmm.

Focus on Ava.

All right?

(sighs)

-All right? -All right. All right.

Okay.

(school bell ringing)

♪ ♪

Dad.

Hey.

NOLAN: Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

AVA: Smile and wave.

Just smile and wave.

NOLAN (softly): Okay.

(sighs) Let’s try this.

One day.

Yep.

Aren’t you too old for that?

But you always do this.

-All right. -(seat belt clicks)

Okay. Good?

Did everything go well with Dr. Brooks today?

Yeah. Great.

-(seat belt clicks) -(sighs)

What happened?

I saw you as a baby.

How did I look?

You had no face.

Now, that’s creepy, Dad.

Hey, uh, you mind if we make a quick stop?

Sure.

♪ ♪

Dad, do you have an address or something?

I’m hungry.

Just-just one second.

We’re close. I can sense it.

♪ ♪

(vehicle lock chirps, clicks)

Dad!

Daddy!

(lock chirps, clicks)

Hey, hey. I’m so sorry.

I’m sorry. You-you want to come up?

-Yeah. -Come on. I’m sorry.

Here. Come here.

Elevator’s down here.

♪ ♪

(bones cracking)

♪ ♪

Dad? Dad?

What’s going on?

(door creaking)

Just wait here one second.

Just one second, okay?

♪ ♪

(lock clicks)

Yes?

(chuckles): Hey.

Hey, sorry... sorry to bother you.

I didn’t mean to bother you, sweetie.

Um...

uh, I-I-I was...

I was hoping I could speak to your mom really quick.

♪ ♪

(breath trembling)

I am so sorry. I am so sorry.

Sorry.

-Did we live here? -Let’s go. No.

-Mm. Let’s go. -(dog barking in distance)

-Really? (clears throat) -Yes, yes, really.

Okay, okay, I’m doing it.

This is... I don’t know why I’m writing this address down.

-This is ridiculous. Take this. -Come on.

-Please. Thank you. -You...

It’s not what you think. You would never hurt Rachel.

-Well, maybe I cheated. -Okay, stop. You... Come here.

Look, you were a good husband, a devoted one.

-You would never do that. -Mm-hmm.

You would bend over backwards for her, all right?

You wanted what you had.

Yeah, I don’t think I really did.

You did. You did, okay?

No matter how hard stuff got for you at work,

no matter what you were dealing with,

you made sure you made time for both of them.

You would never jeopardize that, okay?

Even... even now.

Hey, hey, listen to me.

Look at Ava.

Look at the way she looks at you.

-Mm-hmm. -It takes a good man

to keep a young girl’s spirits up

through everything that’s happened.

That was you.

Not me, not her teachers.

-You, okay? -Mm-hmm.

Nol, what’s it gonna take?

-Come on. -Okay, yeah, you know,

I guess you’re right. I guess you’re right.

Thank you so much. Um, I’m late for my next appointment.

-I’ll talk to you later. Okay. -Well, that’s all right.

-Uh, o-okay, well, knock it out. -All right.

-And call me when you’re done. -Yeah, okay. See ya.

I’ll make time, okay?

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(door opens)

(Nolan sighs softly)

You look more relaxed today.

Yeah.

Let’s aim to see a face.

Mm-hmm.

But if you see that thing,

-focus. -(steady beeping)

-"I run my mind. It..." -I run my mind.

It doesn’t run me. I got it, Doctor.

♪ ♪

PRIEST (distorted): Yes, there will be challenges in life,

but the strength of your bond will offer you protection

against life’s storms.

Always make your relationship a priority...

(sharp crunching)

(priest continues indistinctly)

(raspy moaning)

This ring is a sign of the spiritual bond...

♪ ♪

(crunching, raspy moaning)

(panting softly)

(panting faster)

(bones clicking)

♪ ♪

(distorted whooshing)

(rapid beeping)

-(panting) -(watch ticking)

Not today.

(clicking)

(whooshing)

-(baby crying in other room) -(fan rattling softly)

(hanger clatters on floor)

(baby crying)

(woman crying, whimpering)

(sharp crunching)

♪ ♪

(raspy moaning)

(distorted whooshing)

(grunts)

(panting)

-Hey, uh, Dr. Reed. -Hey.

How’s your friend? I saw that he’s in Dr. Brooks’s study.

Yeah, yeah. Well, um,

listen, I-I’m trying to figure something out about that night.

I don’t understand how he just suddenly woke up.

Yeah, he was lucky.

Yeah, that’s what all the other doctors say, but...

do you remember what exactly happened?

(sighs) Let me see.

Excuse me.

WOMAN (over P.A.): Dr. Pierre, line 525.

-Dr. Pierre, line 525. -(typing)

REED: So, after I saw him,

Dr. Brooks was doing rounds and got a second look on him.

Oh, Dr. Brooks saw him that night?

Yeah. She was the only person that didn’t give up on him.

-I see. -Yeah, she took him to her lab,

and when he came out, he was conscious again.

Wait, she took him to her lab?

Yeah.

He was lucky she was there.

♪ ♪

Hey, I need to see Dr. Brooks.

Oh, she’s still with Mr. Wright.

How much longer? They’ve been in there for a while.

They’re in a session.

In my experience, the longer the session, the better.

All right, well, tell her to call me.

-Okay. -Thanks.

(watch ticking)

(clicking)

(whooshing)

(trembling breaths)

(heartbeat pulsing)

♪ ♪

(distorted whooshing)

(alarm beeping)

BROOKS: Hey.

Where are you?

What’s happening?

(alarm continues beeping)

(rapid beeping)

(watch clicks)

(watch ticking)

♪ ♪

(clicking)

-(baby crying) -(soft whimpering)

♪ ♪

(clicking)

♪ ♪

(clicks)

(watch ticking)

MAN: These aren’t Nolan’s memories.

They’re mine.

They’ve always been mine.

♪ ♪

(breath trembling)

-Hey. -(grunts softly)

-(baby fussing) -(laughs)

(panting)

♪ ♪

I’m full. (chuckles)

Mom?

(steady beeping)

Thomas?

But how?

How?

You remember?

-Mom? -Thank God you remember.

(crying): You remember.

(gasps)

(breathing shakily)

♪ ♪

(grunts softly)

-Hmm? -Mom, what did you do?

-It’s okay. -No.

You’re all right.

Okay, Mom... what did you do?

-Sit down. -Mom, what did you do?

Thomas.

Thomas, please.

Please, come, come.

And sit.

Oh, Thomas.

When you slipped down those stairs, they brought you here.

You were still alive, but it was already too late.

They tried everything.

And in the process, they used an EEG.

I found out and downloaded your data from the servers

and waited to find the right patient

to upload your consciousness into.

I had already gotten to the point

where I could emulate it in the lab,

and-and I hoped that I could do it for real.

Wait. So, wait.

Th-That’s that project you were talking about.

Wait. Wait, wait, how... how long...

how long... how long have I been gone?

Two years.

♪ ♪

Okay. Okay, okay.

Um...

Okay, so why this man?

Why Nolan?

(chuckling): Oh, that was fate.

Uh, a few months ago,

he came here brain-dead from that car accident.

Uh, it was a perfect opportunity.

He was the right man.

I didn’t know if it had even worked

until I took the Black Box off and you grabbed my hand

and I knew you were in there.

You just couldn’t fully remember.

And I couldn’t force it, because the brain was still adjusting.

But I hoped that you would remember fully one day,

but you never did.

So I thought I had to get you back here

and the Black Box would help you tie up the loose ends.

So-so-so I-I’m not an amnesiac?

Hmm-mm.

Your brain was just adjusting.

Mom.

Mom, what...

What do you expect... (sighs)

What do you expect me to do?

Just go out there and pretend to be him?

(scoffs) No.

No.

♪ ♪

(chuckles softly)

Ashley.

You have a second shot, son.

You have a second shot to make it right.

Not just with Ashley but with your wife.

You have a second chance to be the father

and the man I know you should be.

(takes deep breath)

What about Ava?

She’s not your daughter.

(door closes)

♪ ♪

(school bell ringing)

Let’s go, guys. Line up. No pinching.

(chatter continues)

AVA: Uh, is everything okay?

Yeah.

Why?

You seem sad.

I’m not.

Great, so no biggie.

(softly): Yeah.

♪ ♪

Hey. Me.

Hey.

(seat belt clicks)

(sighs) What are you doing?

Dinner, Dad.

Did you smoke?

Dad, I thought I told you, you don’t smoke.

(Ava sighs)

How about stir-fry?

You love that.

Good.

That means we can stop at the store.

The recipe says we need something called bean sprouts.

NOLAN: Uh, actually, let’s not.

What?

Yeah, I need to talk to you about something.

Uh, it’s probably best if we just get home.

What?

Is everything okay?

I need to drop you off at Gary’s for a few days.

Wait, what? Why?

Because things aren’t safe with me.

(scoffs) Please, Dad, you’re fine.

How are you going to cook?

What if you wake up late?

Can’t Dr. Brooks just give you medicine? Dad.

Hey, Dad. Come on, Dad.

We’ve been through it all these few months,

-and now you want to do this now? -Stop it!

♪ ♪

Goddamn it, stop it!

I’m a grown man, okay?

Just...

(tapping steering wheel)

Just trust me, all right?

(engine starts)

Daddy, I thought you said it was only gonna be a couple of days.

No, let’s hurry up. It’s getting late.

♪ ♪

-(Ava grunts) -(bag zipping)

Here, I got it. I got it.

Okay. See you soon.

Okay.

♪ ♪

GARY: Need any help?

AVA: I got it.

GARY: Okay.

All right, one second, all right?

-Nol. -What?

I found out that Dr. Brooks took you into her lab

when you were in a coma.

Okay.

Okay. That doesn’t seem strange to you?

Well, I-I don’t know what’s going on,

but it could have something to do with these false memories

you’ve been seeing.

Hey, hey, you’re looking a little rough.

You want to come inside?

I mean, I’m worried about you going home alone.

Why don’t you just stay here with us?

I appreciate it, but I told you,

I-I just need some time alone, so...

I just need to be in my own space,

-in my own environment. -In your environ...

-(softly): Yeah. -Without Ava?

You-You’re not making any sense.

L-Let’s talk this out, man.

It’s just a few days.

I just need some time.

Please.

Okay.

(engine starts)

♪ ♪

(softly): Okay.

Look, if you come back, I’m gonna have to call the cops.

Wait, wait, wait. M-Miranda.

Miranda?

H-How do you know my name?

Uh...

How?

Well, I... Sorry. I-I’m-I’m sorry.

I went to, uh... I went to...

I went to undergrad with your husband.

Um, we were, uh... we were, um, bio majors together.

But I never met you.

Uh, yeah, we-we-we, um...

I don’t know.

Uh, we-we-we-we took that, uh, genetics class,

and, um, I guess, after that,

we didn’t have the same track and... and grew apart.

But-but he, um...

he told me about the first day he met you.

He, uh...

He told me, um, he was lucky to have you.

And how patient you were with him.

And I-I-I know... I know how hard it was for him

to get into a decent medical school.

But, uh...

he said, if it wasn’t for you,

he wouldn’t have been able to stick with it.

(sighs) Oh.

Um...

So, uh... what’s up?

Oh, well, you know, I’m just, uh...

I-I just moved in the area,

and I just wanted to introduce myself.

(chuckling): Oh. Okay.

Um, what’s your name?

ASHLEY: Is dinner ready?

Almost. Um... hold on.

Did you finish your homework?

But, Mom...

Hey. No pouting.

-Come on. -ASHLEY: I really don’t want to.

MIRANDA: I know you don’t want to, but no pouting.

ASHLEY: Yeah, but... yeah, but eating...

but eating is more important than homework.

-MIRANDA: Really? -I think I should eat first.

-(laughing): Are you finished? -No.

Go and finish, all right?

-Okay. -Good girl. Come on.

Uh, I am sorry. I, uh...

It was good to meet you, but I have to finish dinner

-and take care of my daughter, so... -Oh. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, um, I’m sorry. Um...

Do you... do you have a moment?

Uh, I actually don’t.

I’m-I’m so sorry. It’ll... it’ll only take one minute.

Please.

Uh, yeah.

Just have a seat.

Um, I need to turn this down.

Okay.

♪ ♪

So, um...

what’s going on?

Um...

Do you remember my m... um, his mom, Dr. Brooks?

Of course, um...

but to be honest, we don’t talk.

Did-did something happen to her or...?

No. No. No.

Okay, uh, do you... (chuckles)

Do you remember that, uh...

that dream project she was always talking about?

-Uh, the one where... -(both chuckle)

where she thought she could use brain waves

to save and restore someone’s consciousness?

Yeah. (laughs)

Yeah, the digital voodoo nonsense.

It wasn’t voodoo.

Okay, um...

what about it?

Okay, um...

Okay, yeah, uh, it... (chuckles)

Uh, I, uh... this is really hard to explain.

Um... all right, I don’t really get it, either,

but...

(sighs)

(chuckles)

...but it... but it worked. She did it.

Mm, did what?

Um, what was your name, anyway?

Thomas.

Like him?

(chuckling)

Miranda...

I’m Thomas.

I’m gonna need you to leave now.

I’m gonna need you to leave.

-No, wait. Miranda. -I-I’m...

-Miranda. Miranda, wait. -You have five seconds,

-or I’m gonna call the cops. -Uh, okay.

Um... (panting)

This wallpaper.

This wallpaper, you-you used to...

you used to hate it, but I wanted to keep it up

to remind us that this wasn’t the final destination.

On our first date, our first date,

it was 95 degrees, and you wore a sweater outside

because it was the only piece of clean laundry that you had left.

Whenever you were nervous...

I would take your hand

and write on the back of it with my fingers, "Okay."

She actually pulled it off.

(breath trembles)

So... who’s this?

Oh, he, uh... he’s gone. He’s gone.

He’s brain-dead. I...

She said it was like a transplant.

I-I don’t understand. (stammers)

Gone where? How? What...

I don’t fully understand it, either, but...

it’s real.

I’m real.

It-it’s crazy, but it’s real.

So...

so, what do you do?

Like, take his place?

Maybe, but I...

I...

I thought this could be a chance

for us to rewrite us.

A chance for me to make things right again.

No, I’m...

I’m not gonna hurt you anymore.

I just want to try again.

I just want to try again with you.

Uh...

Where’s my Orlando picture?

I...

Where are the, uh...

Where are the pictures of me?

My chair? My bookshelf?

Um...

I know I made some mistakes, but you erased me?

I think you should go.

Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Um, I died out there.

Do you understand that?

I died.

And now I’m here.

I died...

and now I’m here.

Does that mean nothing to you?

Oh, yeah, of course. It doesn’t.

It’s always my fault.

Look, I can’t do this right now.

Oh, you... you can’t do this right now?

What would be a better day for you, huh?

(furniture creaks nearby)

No, stop.

(grunting, whimpering)

Don’t you ever touch me again.

No.

(shuddering): Please.

She’s my daughter, too.

No, stop.

(whimpering): No. No.

(door creaking)

(Miranda grunts)

(high-pitched ringing)

GARY: Where’d you go? Ava!

(gasping)

GARY: Hey, what happened?

-What’s going on, Nol? -(groans)

You’re bleeding. What happened to your head, man?

Hey. Nol!

Hey, stop!

You... you’re scaring us.

-Nol! -(gasps)

(sharp crunching)

GARY: Just don’t lea...

-Nol! Wait! -(tires squealing)

Let me help you!

(panting)

Mom, talk to me.

Talk to me, Mom!

Why... Wh-What...

what’s wrong with me?

Why did I end up in front of Ava? Please.

You need to calm down. I’m thinking.

Are you sure you saw that thing in the reflection?

-Yes. -(sighs)

It’s your mind.

It’s doing what it did inside the Black Box.

It’s trying to protect you.

It took you to the last place where you felt safe.

Okay, that’s inside the Box, but...

how did it get control out here?

Tell me exactly what happened.

Where are Miranda and Ashley?

They locked me out.

Why would they...

Already?

Hey, I didn’t...

I didn’t do anything, okay?

They made up their minds. They don’t want me anymore!

It’s...

You listen to me.

No, it starts here.

Right here.

This is so, so powerful.

More than you can imagine.

And that’s why it’s taking over.

Because you’re allowing it.

Thomas, take control of your life for once

and become the doctor you are meant to be.

The father you’re supposed to be.

The man that people expect my son to be.

Or do you want to be like your father?

Forgotten.

Erased.

Sit down.

-(line rings, beeps) -ASSISTANT: You’ve reached

the office of Dr. Lillian Brooks.

We currently aren’t in right now...

(line beeps)

(sighs)

(groans quietly, sniffs)

Uh, hey, Ava.

Can... can I borrow that for a second?

Sure.

Thank you.

Don’t worry. Everything’s gonna be all right.

-Okay? -Okay.

-3030 Green Road. -AVA: Hey.

That’s where me and my dad went to.

Really?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

"Stairwell fall."

"Brooks."

You’re sure, if I get rid of that thing, I’ll be good?

You think of that thing as the root of a virus and kill it,

it’ll stop these traumatic responses

that are happening in your body out here.

But I don’t know what’ll happen if it harms you.

How do I find it?

It’ll find you.

(steady beeping)

♪ ♪

Choose your own safe room this time.

Got it.

(typing)

(whooshing)

♪ ♪

(static crackling)

♪ ♪

(chuckles)

(door banging, rattling)

(banging and rattling continue)

(doorknob clicking)

-(door creaking) -(crunching)

(raspy moaning)

♪ ♪

(raspy grunting)

(bones clicking)

(raspy breathing)

THOMAS: Mom.

M-Mom, it’s-it’s Nolan.

It’s your mind

doing what it has to do to hold you back.

Remember why you’re there.

(weakly): No. Please.

Please.

(grunting)

(coughs)

Please. Please.

-Please. -(slaps hand)

(coughs)

Get ready to detach me, Mom.

Good.

Ten, nine,

eight, seven,

six, five, four,

-three... -AVA: Daddy!

-GARY: Don’t... -AVA: What are you doing?

-BROOKS: No. What? Hey, hey, hey. -Let him go.

-GARY: W-Wait. W-W-Wait. -BROOKS: Get... No, no, no!

No, no. Don’t touch him!

-Hey, what? Wh-Wh-What? -Don’t touch anything.

-He’s still under. -Daddy, do you hear me?!

Dad, I’m here!

Daddy, do you hear me?!

(panting)

(weakly):

I’m here.

GARY: Let her work. Come on. Come on, come on, come on.

Sit. Sit.

We don’t want to hurt him, okay?

I’m-I’m gonna restart the count.

You ready?

Mom, it’s really him.

(whispers): Stop it and focus.

It’s not.

But it is. He is still alive.

(chuckling): Why do I even try?

No matter what I do, no matter what I sacrifice,

you’re still not ready.

Never ready.

Get ready to count me out.

BROOKS: Ten, nine,

eight, seven...

ASHLEY: Daddy, stop!

-THOMAS: Stop it, okay?! -MIRANDA: No! No!

You see what you made me do?! You see what you made me do?!

(screams) Stop!

-(kick thumps) -(Ashley screams)

Don’t you touch her!

(bones cracking)

-(Miranda shuddering) -(steady beeping)

(whimpers)

♪ ♪

(breath trembling)

♪ ♪

(raspy breathing)

♪ ♪

(wind whistling)

♪ ♪

(rapid beeping)

What is going on?

Son, respond.

-Is everything okay? -Daddy, come on!

-We’re here! Daddy! -No. No, no, no.

-Wait, wait, wait. -Son, respond.

Is everything okay?

-GARY: Just hold on. -AVA: Dad!

GARY: Ava, please, just wait.

I’m gonna count you out.

-Come on. Come on, I’m here! -GARY: Nolan.

Ten, nine,

eight,

-seven... -Nolan, can you hear me? -Daddy!

...six, five...

-What’d you do to him? -...four, three...

-He should be going to the ICU. Dr. Brooks! -...two, one. One.

(flatline tone)

-(crying): Daddy. -Wait. Ava, wait.

AVA: Come on.

-(panting) -(steady beeping)

(whispers): Daddy?

-Daddy? -GARY: Hold on.

GARY: Nol?

(Brooks chuckles)

Thomas.

(grunts softly) Daddy.

Please.

Let go.

♪ ♪

(both mimic explosion)

GARY: Nol.

Hey, you good?

♪ ♪

No. Something is wrong.

We have to do this again.

-Hold on. -Stop. Stop.

-Stop! -No, you... Get off!

You took an oath.

(Nolan grunts)

Come on. (grunts)

GARY: Hey, Nol. Hey, let me help you.

Let’s get you out of here. Come on. Come on.

Come on. (grunts)

Come on. Here we go.

(Gary grunts, pants)

(clattering)

-Wait! No! -Stop.

You’re done.

(door opens, closes)

♪ ♪

(crickets chirping outside)

♪ ♪

(crying)

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Hey. Dad. -Hey.

How’s it going?

Oh, my God, look at your hair.

-(both chuckle) -(sniffles)

Mm.

(Nolan sniffles)

How about you get a book and I’ll read it to you?

-Sure. -Yeah?

♪ ♪

ASHLEY: What are you reading?

Oh, uh...

nothing.

Come on.

Should we get the rest of the books?

-Yeah. -(chuckles)

♪ ♪

(sighs)

(typing)

(beeping)

(typing)

(taps key)

-(device beeping) -(sighs)

(beeps rapidly, then stops)

Thomas?

♪ ♪

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(music fades)