-My hand hurts.
-Your hand is remembering...

open your mind
and the pain will leave.

-Where did it happen?
-I can't it hurts.

-What happened?
-My hand's burning.

Try to remember.
-My dear are you all right?
-I'm all right. What happened?

You re-lived an accident
you'd been in...

But the memory only touched
the part of your mind that feels...

It's beginning, it really is.
You'll feel better soon.

-Who could that be?
-I know.

I sent down for
the latest editions of the papers.

You ordered the afternoon papers?
They just came, I brought them up.

Just a minute.
-Here you are.

He recognised me in the paper.
We've got to go, we can't pack.

Listen, when you left the mountains
you must've passed through New York.

Wherever you went, you must've been
in the railroad station...

you must've heard Edwardes
ask for tickets to somewhere.

-I don't remember.
-You will...

when you come to the ticket window,
try to re-live the other time...

try to repeat what was said.
Ask for the same tickets.