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-Did you sleep?
-No, I'll sleep at the hotel.
-Welcome to Berlin.
-Can you tell me what you remember?
-I was in a taxi. It crashed. I don't know how I got here.
-You have been in a coma for four days. We couldn't find any identification with you. What's your name?
-I'm Dr. Martin Harris. I've been gone for four days. My wife is out there in the city she doesn't know.
-Excuse me, Sir, do you have an invitation?
-That's my wife over there.
-Liz!
-Do I know you?
-What's wrong? It's me, your husband.
-Martin?
-You are Dr. Martin Harris?
-Last time I looked.
-Is this some kind of joke?
-You know this man?
-No.
-Please!
-Get him out of here.
-Liz, Liz.
-There are no rules for severe trauma of this kind, memories get lost or fractured.
-I'm not crazy. Somewhere there's proof I'm me.
-I was in your taxi, we crashed.
-How did you find me?
-I need to know what happened.
-It's not safe here, there are people watching.
-They have me convinced I was crazy, but when they came to take me, I knew.
-It's a simple code.
-Does this mean anything to you?
-It's my wife's writing.
-They have passports, credit cards, family photos.
-You really don't remember anything.
-Get your hands off me!
-Who are these people? They can become anyone.
-The question is why would they want to take your place.
-I don't know who this man is but you have to arrest him, or many people will die.
-There is no Martin Harris. He doesn't exist.
-I am Martin Harris. I didn't forget everything!
