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Five men wake up in a locked-down warehouse with no memory of who they are. They are forced to figure out who is good and who is bad to stay alive.
Rodney Cole: You had time after I called you. Why didn't you run? Ernst Jürgen: Where should I run from Section 15, Mr. Cole? I can hardly walk. Before we could get Chesterfields, I smoked 60 Machorkas a day. Filthy Soviet things. Killed more Russians than Stalin. My doctors assure me I'll soon be joining their list of casualties.
Dr. Martin Harris: Do you know what it feels like to become insane, doctor? It's like a war between being told who you are and knowing who you are. Which do you think wins?
Dr. Martin Harris: I didn't forget everything. I remember how to kill you, asshole.
Ernst Jürgen: In the Stasi, we had a basic principle: ask enough questions and a man who is lying will eventually change his story. But the man who tells the truth cannot change his, however unlikely his story sounds.
Ernst Jürgen: These people may be good, but they are not God. Although a little confirmation would be nice.
[last lines] Gina: [opening her new passport] Claudia Marie Taylor. I like it. Dr. Martin Harris: It suits you. Gina: Who are you? Dr. Martin Harris: Henry. Henry Taylor. Gina: Ahh. Nice to meet you, Mr. Taylor. Dr. Martin Harris: Nice to meet you...
Ernst Jürgen: [Coughing as he drinks liquor] I cannot drink any longer but I like to forget that. We Germans are experts at forgetting. We forgot we were Nazis. Now we have forgotten 40 years of Communism - all gone.
Rodney Cole: There is no Martin Harris. He doesn't exist.
Gina: [In a self-deprecating way about her apartment] The walls are made of cardboard, but it's home.
Jean Jacket: I'm not a criminal. Rancher Shirt: Stop acting like one, then.
Jean Jacket: What's your name? Broken Nose: What's my name? Fuck your mother. That's my name
Dr. Martin Harris: [from trailer] I don't know who this man is but you have to arrest him or many people will die!
Dr. Martin Harris: You should have let me drown. Gina: What matters is what you do now, Martin.
Ernst Jürgen: [with dying breath] What if he remembers everything. What then?
[last lines] Eliza Coles: Can I trouble you for a cigarette? Jean Jacket: I don't smoke. Eliza Coles: [noticing his cigarette lighter] Wouldn't be lying to me, now would you? Jean Jacket: And if I were?
Rodney Cole: Oh look at that. [holding up picture] Rodney Cole: What kind of car is that? Ernst Jürgen: That's a Volga GAZ-24. Suspension of a donkey cart and smelled like a tannery. Vanished as quickly as the wall.
[first lines] Jean Jacket: Who are you? Who the fuck are you?
Dr. Martin Harris: For a moment they had me convinced that I was crazy. But when they came to take me, when they killed your friend, I knew.
Bound Man: [after Jean Jacket guy falls as two others try to lift him] You're too heavy you fat FUCK!
Dr. Martin Harris: It's quaint.
Rodney Cole: [to Harris] Jurgen figured us out. By the way, he's dead... and he died very well. I'm afraid that isn't something I'm going to be able to say about you. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry.
Rodney Cole: [to Martin] They're going to write a textbook on you someday.
Gina: [after reluctantly agreeing to help Martin] Sentiment - it's always the first thing to go.
Dr. Martin Harris: Gina... -giving money- Thank you! Gina: More than I need. Dr. Martin Harris: It's less than you deserve.
[first lines] Pilot's Voice: Ladies and gentlemen, we're beginning our descent into Berlin Tegel, where local time is 8:30 AM, and the temperature is a cool minus four degrees. Dr. Martin Harris: Morning. Elizabeth Harris: Did you sleep? Dr. Martin Harris: No. I'll sleep at the hotel.