Marjorie Prime Page #4

Hello.

How are you?

How are you?

I'm fine, thank you.

Why are you repeating

everything I say?

This is... this is

Walter, Marjorie's husband.

I believe Tess

explained it to you.

Uh, Tess has pretty

decent Spanish.

So do I.

Oh, really?

How many other languages?

Many.

Ok, how many?

Well, I have to...

Hmm.

I have to admit, I haven't

fully read the brochure.

I'm sorry, what

did you just say?

What should we do

to help Marjorie?

Um... hmm.

Scotch, rocks.

Tess?

I thought that was you.

I'm so glad you could make it.

Hello?

I'm adjusting

one day at a time.

You know, a similar

thing happened to monte.

Monte?

Our cat.

Well, oh, you loved monte.

What?

Sorry.

Hi, mom.

We got caught in the downpour.

We're taking refuge in your

old stomping ground, the club.

My stomping ground.

I never really stomped,

did I. I golfed.

That was more Walter's

thing, you know.

Oh, don't fret.

I'm having a good day, I think.

I'm sharp as a tack.

It sounds like you're outside.

Are you outside, mom,

in this downpour?

Please get Julie.

The salversons.

My parents used to leave

me with the salversons

when they went on trips.

Now Mrs. salverson had

a stroke last year.

And she uh...

I didn't recognize her.

When was the last time

we were in this bar?

Walter's funeral.

Memory, sedimentary

layers in the brain.

You get in, you know it's there.

You just have to...

No, no.

I thought you knew

the basic idea

according to William James.

Maybe, once long ago.

William James had

the idea, and it's

been confirmed scientifically,

that memory is not like a well

that you dip into

or a filing cabinet.

When you remember something,

you remember the memory.

You remember the last time you

remembered it, not the source.

So it's always getting

fuzzier, like a photocopy

of a photocopy.

It's never getting

fresher or clearer.

So even a very

strong memory can be

unreliable, because it's always

in the process of dissolving.

All I remember

about William James

is the gertrude Stein story.

Changing the subject, are we?

She was taking his philosophy

course, old gertrude,

at Harvard.

And she hadn't studied.

So she writes in the

exam book, I'm sorry,

but I do not feel like taking

a philosophy exam today.

And she turns in the

book and she walks out.

I think I remember this now.

It's the final exam.

And James writes, I know

exactly how you feel.

And he gives her an a.

I suddenly remember

that when you

told me this the first time, we

were eating vanilla ice cream.

It was pistachio.

You're insane, it was vanilla.

But the thing I wanted to

talk about is regrettably,

I think we have to fire Julie.

Really?

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