The Bourne Identity

CONKLIN: I'm going to Paris.

ABBOTT: No you're not. You're not going anywhere. I'm shutting this down.

CONKLIN: You're not doing shit. You're so scared you can't even think.

ABBOTT: You just blew up a house in Paris! This program is over. Call it off.

CONKLIN: I can't call it off. He's not responding. Get out of my way.

ABBOTT: -- he went inside! --

CONKLIN: -- if we can get a clean shot --

ABBOTT: -- inside the house? --

CONKLIN: -- that's what they're trained for -- just a surgical strike.

ABBOTT: Forget it.

CONKLIN: What do you want to do?

ABBOTT: We don't know what we're into!

CONKLIN: We're in the shitter, man! Pick your poison. Maybe he's in there to finish the job. Maybe he's working for Wombosi. Maybe they want to go on TV together. Every possibility sucks -- we've got to move!

ABBOTT: No. We can't risk it.

CONKLIN: Our last sighting was forty-eight hours ago. Even if they stayed in the car, the grid is huge. This is it. He's trained -- conditioned -- they're built to disappear. You give him another day to run and we may never find him.

ABBOTT: This doesn't go upstairs.

CONKLIN: That was two hours -- two hours to get a second opinion -- and nothing changes. He's loose. He's out of control. It's very clear what needs to happen. I have work to do.

ABBOTT: What if he is working for someone else? What if he turned?

CONKLIN: Turn? To who? Where does he turn? What does he have to offer? He's got nothing. He's a killer. He's a piece of equipment for crissake. Where's he gonna turn?

CONKLIN: We've been down here for two weeks banging our heads against the wall. We've been sleeping down here. We just got our first lead fourteen hours ago, and now? -- now that we finally have something to work with -- you want to bring planning personnel down here? I'd rethink that.

ABBOTT: I want a second opinion.

CONKLIN: This is an operations desk.

ABBOTT: I'm not asking.

CONKLIN: She's a gypsy. If it's a cover, it's a great one.

ABBOTT: I'm assuming we're exploring that possibility.

CONKLIN: We're exploring every possibility. We are in pursuit. How much more do you want me to tell you?

ABBOTT: Pursuit would indicate that you know exactly where he is.

CONKLIN: No. Pursuit ends when we know exactly where he is.

ABBOTT: Yes, well, I think we need some fresh eyes on this problem. I'm bringing in some people from upstairs.

ABBOTT: They're putting together an agency oversight committee. They're going to look through everyone's budgets. Treadstone is a rather sizable line item in my ledger. What am I going to do about that?

CONKLIN: You'd want to make that go away. You'd want to remind them that Treadstone is a training organization. That it's all theoretical. You'd want to sign off on that.

ABBOTT: And what if I couldn't do that?

CONKLIN: Then I'd have to explain Treadstone. And you'd have to explain how you let me get this far. Doesn't sound like much of a Plan-B, does it? We'll clean up the field. You clean up your budgets.

ABBOTT: Storm clouds are gathering, Ted. It looks like rain and I don't have a thing to wear.

CONKLIN: I don't know what we're talking about.

ABBOTT: We're talking about Marseille. We're talking about Nykwana Wombosi. And I'm asking you if this abortion in Marseille has anything to do with Treadstone. Was this Treadstone?

CONKLIN: You're asking me a direct question?

ABBOTT: Yes.

CONKLIN: I thought you were never going to do that.

BOURNE: Treadstone.

PROFESSOR: ...or in a car...when it's dark...something with the headlights... ...pills, right? Treadstone had those pills...

BOURNE: What is Treadstone?

PROFESSOR: ...what did you do?...you must've really fucked up...

BOURNE: I think so.

PROFESSOR: ...someone said caffeine -- for a headache...doesn't seem...

BOURNE: What do they want me to do?

PROFESSOR: ...they won't let you go...

BOURNE: Why?

BOURNE: Paris. I live in Paris...

PROFESSOR: ...headaches...you have that...I get such bad headaches...

BOURNE: Yes.

PROFESSOR: ...it's a problem...

BOURNE: I won't ask again.

PROFESSOR: I work alone. Like you... ...we always work alone.

BOURNE: What do you mean?

PROFESSOR: Who are you? Rome? Paris? Treadstone...both of us...I was warned but...

BOURNE: Treadstone?

PROFESSOR: ...which one are you?...

BOURNE: What did you do to me?

CONKLIN: What did I do? I spent thirty million dollars on you. I spent three years finding you -- four years training you -- What did I do? What in the name of God have you been doing, Jason?

BOURNE: I don't know.

CONKLIN: They're right about you, aren't they? You're fried. You really don't know what's going on, do you?

BOURNE: I know you've been trying to kill me.

CONKLIN: Of course. We had to try. We didn't know what was wrong. We didn't know you were in trouble.

BOURNE: So now you know.

CONKLIN: So it's time to go home.

BOURNE: That's all I get?

CONKLIN: We'll make you better. We can put the pieces back. We can do that.

BOURNE: I don't think so.

CONKLIN: We have to go home, Jason.

BOURNE: Jason Bourne is dead.

CONKLIN: There never was a Jason Bourne. You have to come with me. It's the only way. We can give it back to you...

BOURNE: Keep it.

CONKLIN: Jason... They can't let you go...

BOURNE: That'll be their second worst mistake.

BOURNE: Are you Treadstone?

CONKLIN: Am I Treadstone? Me? What the hell're you talking about?

WOMBOSI: Was this a game or a fuck up?

BOURNE: I don't know.

WOMBOSI: Get the kids out!

BOURNE: Who do you think sent me?

WOMBOSI: I know who sent you. I don't know why. I learned many, many things from the CIA. Many things. I learned the way they think. Was the bomb on my boat supposed to go off or not?

WOMBOSI: Did you bring investment advice for me tonight? It was tax shelters, wasn't it? Swiss debenture-swaps.

BOURNE: MPG Capital.

WOMBOSI: I think investment advice from a dead man, it's a bad idea. How does it feel to be dead?

BOURNE: It's a lot more stressful than I thought.

WOMAN CLERK: You're a U.S. Citizen?

BOURNE: Yes. I mean, I think so. Yes. Yes...

WOMAN CLERK: Well, either you are, or you aren't.

BOURNE: Right.

WOMAN CLERK: You have your passport?

BOURNE: I have a passport. I've got... Actually, it's a little complicated.

WOMAN CLERK: Do you have your passport, sir?

BOURNE: Look, maybe I should just...

WOMAN CLERK: Sir, you waited on line.

BOURNE: Yeah, I know...

BOURNE: Kane. Do you have Mr. John Michael Kane?

OPERATOR/PHONE: One moment, sir.

BOURNE: ...yes -- oui -- uh...

OPERATOR/PHONE:

BOURNE: Paris?

OPERATOR/PHONE: Yes, sir... How can I help you?

BOURNE: Yes, I'm...I'm looking for Mr. Jason Bourne.

OPERATOR/PHONE: One moment, please... I'm afraid, I have no one by that name registered, sir.

BOURNE: D'accord... Merci. Un moment -- un moment --

OPERATOR/PHONE: -- sir? --

BOURNE: -- hang on -- I need you to check another name for me -- hang on -- un moment, s'il vous plait --

MANAGER/PHONE: There was an accident. On the motorway. Apparently, he was killed instantly. Really, I'm terrible sorry to be the one to tell you this...

BOURNE: ...I understand...

MANAGER/PHONE: ...we actually, we were unaware for several days that this had happened. When they came for his things, it was made known for us, you see?

BOURNE: Who? Who came?

MANAGER/PHONE: His brother. You know his brother?

BOURNE: Right. Yes. Of course.

MANAGER/PHONE: It's very bad this. Terrible sad. Such a young man.

BOURNE: Do you -- his brother -- do you have a phone number?

MANAGER/PHONE: I think not... No, I'm sorry. It was very sudden. He was here very briefly.

MANAGER/PHONE: Bonjour? Monsieur? Allo...

BOURNE: Yes, I'm here...

MANAGER/PHONE: You call about Monsieur Kane? John Michael Kane?

BOURNE: Yes. Is he there?

MANAGER/PHONE: You are a friend of his?

BOURNE: Yes.

MANAGER/PHONE: I have some very bad news for you, sir. I'm terrible sorry to have to tell you this, but Monsieur Kane has passed away almost two weeks ago...

RAWLINS: Let me get you a new copy of the proposal.

BOURNE: That'd be great.

RAWLINS: Was it the break-in?

BOURNE: Excuse me?

RAWLINS: We also thought we hadn't heard from you -- we've had a bit of a publicity nightmare, people have been talking. Our offices were broken into -- vandalism mostly -- shortly after we last spoke.

BOURNE: I hadn't heard.

RAWLINS: Look, our bid -- it was competitive -- but definitely at the high end of competitive -- when we didn't hear back from you, we did some re-analysis of the numbers, and honestly, we'd really like a chance to do a bit better. I'm assuming you're still in the market. It's the same vessel?

BOURNE: Yes.

RAWLINS: We just picked up a job quite like the one we were bidding for you. Gorgeous boat, hundred-and-seventy- five-foot pleasure cruiser. I think we learned a few things that might allow us to make our proposal for your job, as I said, a bit more competitive.

BOURNE: Okay.

RAWLINS: Well... I must admit, when my assistant told me you were here I was, really -- I was quite -- I was surprised.

BOURNE: Really.

RAWLINS: We thought you were gone for good.

BOURNE: Did you?

RAWLINS: Well, I mean it's a tough business, isn't it? Cutthroat.

RAWLINS: Mr. Kane... Come right in...please...have a seat.

BOURNE: Thanks.

MARIE: Can I help you?

BOURNE: This your store?

MARIE: Yes.

BOURNE: Think I could rent a scooter?

MARIE: You have ID?

BOURNE: Not really.

MARIE: What was I thinking, right?

BOURNE: I can't protect you anymore.

MARIE: What about you?

BOURNE: I'm gonna find the end of this. I can't protect you.

MARIE: And that's it?

BOURNE: If you're lucky. Take it. There's enough in there to make a life. Any life. Just get out now. Get low. Stay low. Take it.

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

MARIE: Who is it?

BOURNE: We have to keep moving.

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: xxxxxx

MARIE: xxxxxx

BOURNE: I won't let that happen.

BOURNE: Stop where you are.

MARIE: What?

BOURNE: xxxxxx.

MARIE: xxxxxx

MARIE: It doesn't matter who you were before. It's who you want to be. That's all that matters. We have this money. We have what we have. I had nothing before and now, I don't know, maybe I have more, maybe it's nothing, but... I say we leave here. We leave this place. We go until we can't go anymore.

BOURNE: You could do that?

MARIE: Yes. That's who I want to be.

MARIE: -- I don't know what you're doing and you're scaring me -- what are you looking for? -- what just happened in there? --

BOURNE: Nykwana Wombosi.

MARIE: What is that?

BOURNE: It's a name. Mr. Wombosi owns a thirty million dollar yacht. He's the proud owner of an Alliance Security package. He also paid a visit to the morgue to see John Michael Kane.

MARIE: What does that mean? Jason, what does that mean? Jason, please...who is he?

BOURNE: I don't know.

MARIE: So what are we doing?

BOURNE: Go back to the hotel.

MARIE: I found it. It took six calls. I found Kane. I found the body.

BOURNE: Let's go -- We got to get away from this phone.

MARIE: You stayed there five times in the past six months. But I didn't have time -- I could only get the bill from the last stay -- you were there for two days. Some room service -- there's half a dozen phone calls here so that's someth--

BOURNE: Who paid the bill?

MARIE: It's a company... MPG Capital.

MARIE: He's dead isn't he?

BOURNE: Marie -- look at me -- there's no time for this --

MARIE: He went out the window -- why? -- why would someone do that?

BOURNE: -- we can't stay here -- I can't stay here -- it's not safe here --

MARIE: He came to kill us.

BOURNE: -- we can go -- I can get us out of here -- but we have to go now --

MARIE: You knew he was coming.

BOURNE: No.

MARIE: I trusted you.

BOURNE: You're wrong. I didn't know.

MARIE: I don't trust anybody and I trusted you!

BOURNE: I didn't know this would happen.

MARIE: He had my picture! He knew I was here! He came here to kill us!

BOURNE: And where is he now? You believe what you want, but I'm telling you the truth -- I never would have brought you here if I thought it was dangerous.

MARIE: Oh, Jesus...

BOURNE: You stay -- if you want, you stay -- it's okay -- it's better -- maybe it's better -- I don't know -- But I can't stay here. I can't.

MARIE: But the police --

BOURNE: -- there's no time --

MARIE: -- we'll explain it --

BOURNE: -- how? --

MARIE: -- there's two of us -- we'll tell them -- we'll just --

BOURNE: -- forget it --

MARIE: -- we'll tell them what happened --

BOURNE: I don't know what happened! I don't know who he is! I don't know what he wants! I don't even know who I am! The only thing I know is that if I stay here, I'm never gonna find out!

BOURNE: What? -- what? -- -- what is it?

MARIE: ...this is my picture... he's got my picture -- -- this is me -- this is Zurich -- this...this...this is yesterday --

BOURNE: -- just --

MARIE: -- where does this come from? -- How do you have my picture?

BOURNE: Marie, just -- -- just stay there! -- just --

MARIE: -- he's got my picture! -- this is yesterday! -- this is me! -- -- where did you get my picture? --

BOURNE: -- let me do this, okay? --

MARIE: -- do what? -- what are you doing? -- he's got my picture -- -- he's -- my God -- look at him -- he's bleeding to death -- my picture -- look! -- he was trying to kill us! -- omigod --

BOURNE: WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?

MARIE: ...omigod, no...

MARIE: -- what're you doing? -- Jason, please, tell me what's happening!

BOURNE: Open it -- -- do it -- what's he got in there?

BOURNE: -- no -- Marie -- no! -- it's not like that --

MARIE: -- please -- Jason -- omigod --

BOURNE: -- quiet -- quiet --

MARIE: This is your office? God, you live like a monk...

BOURNE: All this stuff -- it's all about boats. I think I'm in the shipping business.

MARIE: See. It's starting to come back, yeah? You mind if I take a bath?

BOURNE: Go ahead.

MARIE: This is like a real apartment. This is really yours?

BOURNE: I guess so.

BOURNE: Look, I don't know what's up there.

MARIE: You got me pretty fucking curious.

BOURNE: Look, you could come up. Or you could wait if you want. I could go check it out. You could wait.

MARIE: Nah... With you, I mean, you'd probably just forget about me, right?

BOURNE: How could I forget about you? You're the only person I know.

MARIE: Okay, so...

BOURNE: Thanks for the ride.

MARIE: Anytime.

MARIE: I should go.

BOURNE: I don't remember any of this.

MARIE: Jason...

MARIE: So this is it, right?

BOURNE: I guess.

MARIE: Where?

BOURNE: Yeah. Pull in here. Park it.

BOURNE: Four-fifty. That's the address...

MARIE: Looks familiar?

BOURNE: No. No. Go around. Keep going...

BOURNE: Slow down. No, don't stop. Just...

MARIE: That's it? Is that it?

MARIE: You ever think maybe you have a family?

BOURNE: I thought about it. I don't know.

MARIE: I needed a break.

BOURNE: Where are we?

MARIE: We're about an hour away.

BOURNE: I can't believe I slept.

MARIE: You were tired. Here... For twenty-thousand I like to throw in breakfast. So what do you dream about?

BOURNE: I dream I'm asleep. I dream that I'm asleep and I can't wake up. I don't think I smoke.

MARIE: And you have no idea -- not a clue -- what came before that?

BOURNE: No.

MARIE: When you think of it, before the ship -- before you wake up on the ship, what do you see?

BOURNE: Nothing. It's just not there.

MARIE: Well, this is great. I'm sick of myself and you have no idea who you are.

BOURNE: I kept trying things, I thought if I could find all the things I could do, I could --

MARIE: -- you could put it together --

BOURNE: -- which was okay for a while, I was okay with it... But then -- there's all these other things -- all these other things I know how to do -- and this -- this stuff from the bank and... I think something bad happened.

MARIE: What are you talking about?

BOURNE: I don't know.

MARIE: Sounds like you were in an accident or something.

BOURNE: I was shot twice in the back.

MARIE: Okay, so you're a victim.

BOURNE: There was a gun. Who has a safe deposit box with a gun and all this money and all these passports?

MARIE: Lots of people have guns. You're American. Americans love guns.

BOURNE: I fought my way out of an embassy. I climbed down a fifty-foot wall -- I went out the window and I was doing it -- I just did it. I knew how to do it.

MARIE: People do amazing things when they're scared.

BOURNE: Why do I? -- I come in here -- instinctively -- first thing I do -- I'm looking for the exit -- I'm catching the sightlines -- I know I can't sit with my back to the door --

MARIE: You're paranoid. You were shot. It's natural.

BOURNE: I don't know. I don't know who I am.

MARIE: Yeah, well, welcome to the club.

BOURNE: No. No, I mean, I really don't know who I am. I can't remember anything earlier than two weeks ago. I'm serious.

MARIE: What? Like amnesia?

BOURNE: Look, go ahead...put the radio on...

MARIE: Amnesia? You're saying you don't remember anything that happened before two weeks ago?

BOURNE: That's what I'm saying.

MARIE:

MARIE: Shit -- Can I tell you how much you're freaking me out? Okay? Because you are -- you're completely freaking me out.

BOURNE: I'm sorry. Really. What do you want me to do?

MARIE: I don't know. Smile. Sneeze. Something. You've got a bag full of money and a ride to Paris. Fuck it, I don't know... What kind of music do you like?

BOURNE: I don't know.

MARIE: What does that mean?

BOURNE: Listen to what you want.

MARIE: Who pays twenty thousand dollars for a ride to Paris?

MARIE: Just so you know, if you're gonna burn me on the money, you might as well kill me. I was supposed to have this car back three days ago. It's not my car.

BOURNE: I know that.

MARIE: You could buy a car for twenty grand. You could buy this car.

BOURNE: I don't want to go alone. I want you to drive me to Paris. Like we're a couple. Like we're a couple and we're travelling together. That's all we're doing.

MARIE: And I don't get hurt. I get twenty thousand dollars and I don't get hurt.

BOURNE: I won't hurt you.

MARIE: What if I say no?

BOURNE: Then I'll find another ride.

BOURNE: Look, I want a ride to Paris. That's all I want. I swear.

MARIE: You swear? That's great. I feel so much better now.

BOURNE: I don't want anything but a ride. All I want to do is go home.

BOURNE: I said ten thousand.

MARIE: You have blood on your pants.

BOURNE: Okay. Twenty thousand. Ten now. Ten there.

MARIE: No. No, that was too easy --

BOURNE: Wait up -- -- just wait up --

MARIE: -- get the fuck out of here -- all this money, this crazy offer, I mean give me a fucking break with this, this is --

MARIE: So what's in Paris?

BOURNE: I want to go home.

MARIE: For twenty thousand dollars.

MARIE: Jesus...

BOURNE: Get me out of here. Please.

BOURNE: I need a ride.

MARIE:

BOURNE: I need a ride out of here.

MARIE: Oh, Jesus...

BOURNE: Please. I don't want to scare you.

MARIE: It's a little late for that.

BOURNE: I've got a situation here and --

MARIE: Get the fuck away from my car.

BOURNE: I'll give you ten thousand dollars to drive me to Paris.

MARIE: Great. You know what? I'll give you ten gazillion dollars to get the fuck away from me before I start screaming my head off.

BOURNE: You don't want the police any more than I do.

MORGUE BOSS: -- we have rules here, this is a very serious place -- I'm the one who decides who gets in here, okay? --

BOURNE: -- what do I? -- I put the name of the person I came to see? --

MORGUE BOSS: -- this is serious business down here and we cannot have people coming and going --

BOURNE: -- here we go -- I found it --

BOURNE: Is this it? -- -- this is it, right? --

MORGUE BOSS: -- slow down -- you can't just take the book like that --

BOURNE: -- don't sweat it, I have a pen -- no problem -- just let me find the page -- -- honey, why don't you wait for me outside, okay? --

BOURNE: Where did this body go?

MORGUE BOSS: I said, someone came last night -- Look, this isn't a carnival -- people call and they make an appointment and they follow the rules -- everyone signs in and out -- this is a serious place -- serious work -- it's not just to come in whenever you like --

BOURNE: Shit, we didn't sign in.

MORGUE BOSS: So get the hell out of here.

BOURNE: Fine. But I'd like to sign in. In fact, I insist on it. Where's the book? I gotta sign in --

CLERK: What the hell're you talking about?

BOURNE: You're in danger. All of you. I have no time to explain.

CLERK: Wait a minute --

BOURNE: I'm sorry.

BOURNE: Get in the basement.

CLERK: What?

BOURNE: Get everyone down in the basement.

BOURNE: Where's the dog?

CLERK: My husband's out looking for him.

BOURNE: He run away often?

CLERK: That old beast? Miss his breakfast? Not a chance. It's always something, right?

CLERK: xxxxxx...

MARIE: xxxxxx

CLERK: Miss Kreutz, please... I'm gonna have to ask you to keep your voice down.

MARIE: All the papers -- all the papers they asked for -- I brought all the papers --

CLERK: Miss Kreutz, excuse me, but you entered into a fraudulent marriage in an effort to circumvent the immigration laws of the United States --

MARIE: You only know that because I told you! Ask the case officer -- find his name -- it's on the papers -- I told him all this myself! --

CLERK: -- it's not the source of the information that's important here --

MARIE: -- I paid this fucking guy -- I paid him four thousand dollars -- my last four thousand dollars to marry me, okay? -- I told this to the case officer last week... ...here -- Mr. Thomas. I told Mr. Thomas I didn't know this guy was already married -- I admitted this!

CLERK: -- Miss Kreutz, please --

MARIE: -- I'm the one that got ripped off! -- not you -- not the United States government -- me -- I'm the one being ripped off!

CLERK: So now you're asking for a student visa?

CONKLIN: -- let's check that Interpol window again --

RESEARCH TECH #1: -- I'm on it --

CONKLIN: -- I want that red car -- the girl -- we gotta get lucky here --

RESEARCH TECH #1: Sir...

CONKLIN: What's that?

RESEARCH TECH #1: It's an angle of the street -- some sort of alleyway -- you can just...

CONKLIN: Enhance it.

CONKLIN: And that's the best angle of the courtyard?

RESEARCH TECH #1: That's the only angle.

CONKLIN: What do they have on the streets? The area. They must have something.

RESEARCH TECH #1: Hang on...

CONKLIN: What?

ZORN: Abbott. He knows about the embassy. He's coming down for a show and tell.

CONKLIN: That'll solve all our problems.

CONKLIN: What the fuck is he doing?

ZORN: Maybe it's a game. Maybe he's trying to send us a message.

CONKLIN: It doesn't matter now. We've just got to be the first ones there. Get everybody up. I want them all activated.

ZORN: All of them?

CONKLIN: What?

ZORN: Zurich police are looking for an American with a red bag. Apparently he put two cops in the hospital last night.

CONKLIN: -- and they're sure it's him? --

ZORN: -- he accessed the account --

CONKLIN: -- but it was him --

ZORN: -- yes, sir, it's confirmed --

CONKLIN: What?

ZORN: Abbott wants to talk.

CONKLIN: Tell him we're busy.

ZORN: I tried.

DEPUTY DCM: -- what're you talking about? --

SECURITY CHIEF: -- we're evacuating the building --

DEPUTY DCM: -- we're in the middle of a trade meeting! --

SECURITY CHIEF: -- call the code! -- I want everyone out! --

DEPUTY DCM: -- you gotta give me more to go on --

SECURITY CHIEF: -- he's running from the cops, he's got a bag filled with God knows what, he's in the building and I don't know where! --

GIANCARLO: It's not much, but it should get you to Switzerland.

THE MAN: I won't forget this.

GIANCARLO: You drink rum?

THE MAN: I don't know.

GIANCARLO: Look, I'm just on this boat, okay? I'm an engineer. Whatever this is, it's not for me to be involved, okay?

THE MAN: I don't remember Zurich.

GIANCARLO: It came from your hip. Under the skin. You have a bank in Zurich. You remember Zurich?

THE MAN: No.

THE MAN: What if it doesn't come back?

GIANCARLO: I told you. You need to rest.

GIANCARLO: You're awake. Can you hear me? You've been shot. I'm trying to help you. You were in the water. You've been shot. It's okay now.

THE MAN: Where am I?

GIANCARLO: You're American. I thought so. From your teeth -- the dental work --

THE MAN: Where am I?

GIANCARLO: You're on a boat. A fishing boat. Italian flag. We're out of Vietri. It's the cold that saved you. The water. The wounds are clean. I'm not a doctor, but the wounds, it looks okay. It's clean.

THE MAN: How did I get here?

GIANCARLO: You we're lost at sea. They pulled you out. Who are you? You were shot -- two bullets -- in the back. You understand me? Who are you?