BURT:Hiya. LEONARD:I'm Mr.Shelby from 304 BURT:What can I do for you,Leonard? LEONARD:I'm sorry...um... BURT:Burt. LEONARD:Burt,I'm not sure,but I may have asked you to hold my calls- BURT:You don't know? LEONARD:I think I may have.I'm not good on the phone. BURT:You said you like to look people in the eye when you talk to them.Don't you remember? LEONARD:That's the thing.I have this condition. BURT:Condition? LEONARD:I have no memory. BURT:Amnesia? LEONARD:No.It's different.I have no short-term memory.I know who I am and all about myself,but since my injury I can't make any new memories.Everything fades.If we talk for too long,I'll forget how we started.I don't know if we've ever met before, and the next time I see you I won't remember this conversation.So if I seem strange or rude,that's probably... LEONARD:I've told you this before,haven't I? BURT:I don't mean to mess with you.It's just so weird.You don't remember me at all, and we talked a bunch of times.What's the last thing you remember? LEONARD:My wife. BURT:What's it like? LEONARD:Like waking.Like you always just woke up BURT:That must suck.All...Backwards.Well,like..you gotta pretty good idea of what you're gonna do next,but no idea what you just did.I'm the exact opposite. LEONARD:How long have I been here? BURT:Couple days. LEONARD:So you're holding my calls? BURT:As requested. LEONARD:Okay,but this guy's an exception.Know this guy? BURT:Your friend,right? LEONARD:What makes you think he's my friend? BURT:Seen you together,that's all. LEONARD:He's not my friend,Burt.But if he calls,or if he turns up here,then you give me a call in my room,okay? BURT:Sure.But nobody else,right? LEONARD:Just this guy.I hope my condition won't be a problem for you. BURT:Not if you remember to pay your bill. BURT:That guy's here already
BURT: Hiya. LEONARD: I'm Mr. Shelby from 304. BURT:What can I do for you, Leonard? LEONARD: I'm sorry... um... ? BURT: Burt. LEONARD:Burt, I'm not sure, but I may have asked you to hold my calls - BURT:You don't know? LEONARD:I think I may have. I'm not good on the phone. BURT:You said you like to look people in the eye when you talk to them. Don't you remember? LEONARD:That's the thing. I have this condition. BURT:Condition? LEONARD: I have no memory. BURT: Amnesia? LEONARD: No. It's different. I have no short-term memory. I know who I am and all about myself, but since my injury I can't make any new memories. Everything fades. If we talk for too long, I'll forget how we started. I don't know if we've ever met before, and the next time I see you I won't remember this conversation. So if I seem strange or rude, that's probably... LEONARD: I've told you this before, haven't I? BURT: I don't mean to mess with you. It's just so weird. You don't remember me at all, and we talked a bunch of times. What's the last thing you remember? LEONARD: My wife. BURT: What's it like? LEONARD: Like waking. Like you always just woke up BURT: That must suck. All... Backwards. Well, like.. you gotta pretty good idea of what you're gonna do next, but no idea what you just did. I'm the exact opposite. LEONARD: How long have I been here? BURT: Couple days. LEONARD: So you're holding my calls? BURT: As requested. LEONARD: Okay, but this guy's an exception. Know this guy? BURT: Your friend, right? LEONARD: What makes you think he's my friend? BURT: Seen you together, that's all. LEONARD: He's not my friend, Burt. But if he calls, or if he turns up here, then you give me a call in my room, okay? BURT: Sure. But nobody else, right? LEONARD: Just this guy. I hope my condition won't be a problem for you. BURT: Not if you remember to pay your bill. BURT : That guy's here already
