l'll erase his file. lf anyone asks,
we've never heard of Douglas Quaid.
- Where am l?
- You're in a JohnnyCab.
- l mean, what am l doing here?
- Please rephrase the question.
- How did l get in this taxi?
- The door opened, you got in.
Hell of a day, isn't it?
ls this okay? Thank you for taking
JohnnyCab. Hope you enjoyed it.
Hey, Quaid!
- How was your trip to Mars?
- What trip?
You went to Rekall, remember?
l told you not to, but you did.
- What are you, my father?
- l'll buy you a drink.
l'm already late ...
Let's go get that drink.
What's going on?
What did l do wrong?
- You blabbed, Quaid. About Mars.
- But l know nothing about Mars!
You should have listened to me.
- Harry, you've got me mixed up.
- No, you got yourself mixed up.
Hit it, and serve, and shift ...
And stroke, and hit it,
and serve, and shift.
And stroke ... very good!
Perfect form. And serve ...
Hi, honey.
What are you doing?
- Some men tried to kill me.
- Muggers?
No, they were spies or something.
And Harry ... get down!
- Harry from work was the boss.
- Take it easy.
- Why would spies want to kill you?
- l don't know.
- Something to do with Mars.
- Mars?
lt sounds crazy,
but l went to Rekall ...
You went to those brain butchers?
l got a trip to Mars ... Forget
Rekall, these guys tried to kill me.
- Nobody tried to kill you.
- They did!
But l killed them!
Listen, those Rekall assholes
have fucked up your mind.
- You're having paranoid delusions.
- You call this a delusion?
Doug ...
l'm going to call a doctor.
Don't call anybody!
Hello?
Lori, go! Get out!
Lori?
Why are you doing this, Lori?
- Talk!
- l'm not your wife.
l met you six weeks ago.
Our marriage is an implanted memory.
- l remember our wedding ...
- lmplanted by the Agency.
Falling in love, my job,
eight years together, all implanted?
- The Agency set up the job.
- Bullshit.
They implanted a new identity.
l was written in as your wife
so that l could watch you.
Sorry, Quaid.
Your whole life is just a dream.
lf l'm not me,
who the hell am l?
Beats me. l just work here.
Doug, there's something
l want you to know.
You were the best assignment
l ever had. Really.
- l'm honoured.
- Shall we ... for old times' sake?
lf you don't trust me, tie me up.
- l didn't know you were so kinky.
- Maybe it's time you found out.
Clever girl!
Would you shoot me
after all we've been through?
Some of it was fun.
Nice knowing you.
- Don't touch her.
- Nobody here.
- Are you okay?
- l guess l blew it.
- What does he remember?
- Nothing, so far.
l've got him.
- He's going to the subway. Get him.
- Move it!
Pack your stuff and get out of here.
- What if they bring him back?
- Not a chance.
Subway, go!
- Get him, he's got a gun!
- Cut him off, that way.
Hold it, don't move!
- The escalator.
- You four, go up. You come with me.
The platform!
- Which way?
- Right.
Botco. Tomorrow's fuels,
tomorrow's prices.
Don't settle for fake implants.
Experience space travel the old way
on a holiday you can afford.
- l want that fucker dead.
- l'm glad he didn't pork my wife.
- Are you saying she liked it?
- l'm sure she hated every minute.
6-Beta-9, we have a live
transmission from Mr. Cohaagen.
- Richter here, patch it in.
- What the fuck is going on?
- l'm neutralising a traitor.
- l don't want him dead, moron!
- He knows too much.
- Lori says he can't remember.
- He might soon have total recall.
- l want him for re-implantation.
Got that?
l want him back in place with Lori.
- Did you hear me?
- What? l couldn't hear you.
- l've got Quaid!
- l'll switch channels.
l've got sunspots.
- Call me back.
- l'm losing you. Where is he?
- Second level, Galleria.
- He should've been killed on Mars.
How are we doing?
- We're zooming in.
- We got him!
- Don't hang up.
- What do you want?
You're bugged. They'll be there
soon, unless you do as l say.
Don't bother searching,
the bug's in your