Rememory

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[wind rustling trees]

-[laughing]

-On the house.

Welcome back, Dash! Hiya, Sam.

Hey, uh, we've got a real,

live rock star in the house!

Where?

-[cheers, applause]

-Hey...

-Thanks, Freddie! Cheers!

-Cheers.

You must be happy to

have this fool back.

Mm! You have no idea, Freddie.

You know, at a certain

point, I need new stories

to continue living

vicariously through him.

-Oh...

-Hello.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Every day a new city,

new ladies, but

that gets tiring.

-Tiring?

-So tiring. This poor guy!

Okay. Okay, you're right.

It's awesome.

I hate you.

But know what I want

more than anything?

What?

-To dig up worms...

-Oh, man!

...and go fishing with my

brother like when we were kids!

I'm going fishing

with my brother!

Okay.

Another round, Freddie!

-Whew.

-Whoo!

[cheers]

-Oh, man, those drums.

-This one's for you!

We're in-- Just look at all the people.

Sing, go. Go.

You have to do it running

But you do everything

that they ask you to

'Cause you don't mind seeing

yourself in a picture

As long as you look far away

As long as you look removed...

This is the part I know.

This is the part I know!

- Showered and blue-blazered...

-Now you got it!

- Fill yourself with quarters...

- What does that mean?

-I don't know.

- Showered and blue-blazered

You get mistaken for strangers

by your own friends

When you pass them at night

Under the silvery,

silvery Citibank lights

Arm in arm in arm and eyes

and eyes glazing over

- Under - Under

Under?

-Over, over!

-No, it doesn't mean that.

Another un-innocent,

elegant fall

Into the un-magnificent

lives of adults

- Showered and

blue-blazered -[clicks]

Fill yourself with quarters

[crashing]

[high-pitched ringing]

[metal creaking]

[Dash humming]

Dash...

Oh, no.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You're pinned.

[grunts in exertion]

[continues humming]

What are you... What

are you saying, Dash?

I-I-I can't understand

what you're saying.

Somebody help me!

Please!

Help me!

Good morning.

Why don't I put you up here.

That's a good view.

There you go.

[sea birds calling]

[Gordon] Memory is

the ultimate definer

of our lives.

For what are our lives, but

a collection of memories...

memories of events,

experiences, emotions...

all stamped onto our

nervous systems,

all leading to here and now,

making us each the

person we are today.

Without them, the present

would be void of context.

And complete.

Now, I want you to

close your eyes

and think of a memory you

associate with your youth.

Happy birthday!

Just let it come, unfiltered.

Now think of a memory

that makes you happy.

Now consider the most painful

memory of your life.

Now open your eyes.

The moments of your lives...

that make a life...

that define you.

We tend to think of memories

as these filed-away facts

stored safely in the

brain, when in actuality,

everything that's

happened to you

since the event you remember

has altered the

memory of that event,

providing a new filter through

which you experience it,

a filter that

changes, and forgets,

and exaggerates, and

combines, and morphs.

But the pure experience does

still exist within you,

for your brain has the ability

to remember every event

that's ever happened to you,

down to the greatest of detail.

The problem is you have

no way of recalling it,

no way to clear the

filters of time

and get back to the truth.

Until now.

The Rememory machine

allows people

to experience the

truth of their lives.

What you're seeing before you

are actual extracted memories

from our test group.

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