Don't believe his lies.
He is the one. Kill him.

I've finally found him.
How long have I been looking?
Find anything?
Didn't think so.
Let's go, huh?
Oh, fuck this.
You're gonna pay for what you did.
Beg forgiveness and then you pay.
You don't have a clue, you freak!
Beg my wife's forgiveness
before I blow your brains out.

Leonard, you don't know what's going on.
- You don't even know my name.
- Teddy.

Cos you read it off a fucking picture.
(breathless) You don't know who you are.
- I'm Leonard Shelby from San Francisco.
- That's who you were. That's not...

..what you've become.
- Shut your mouth.
- You want to know, Lenny? Come on.

Come on, let's go down to the basement.
Let's go down, you and me together.
Then you'll know who you really are.
- (Teddy) No!
- (gunshot)

It's just an anonymous room.
There's nothing in the drawers.
But you look anyway.

Nothing except the Gideon Bible,...
..which I, of course, read religiously.
(laughs) Hm.

You know who you are
and you know kind of all about yourself.

But just for day-to-day stuff,
notes are really useful.

Sammy Jankis had the same problem
but he really had no system.

He wrote himself a ridiculous amount
of notes but he'd get them all mixed up.

You really do need a system if...
..if you're gonna make it work.