Sam Fishers Past

Did they got to make that one, did you Sam? No.

I think I'll be the club's bilear champion this year. If you play this way Roger. But will I? That's the question. Here, see if you can make the same shot, Toss. I'll just tell you where you can get.

I'll try. Didn't look easy and it wasn't. If you want to see a hard one, watch this. You're trying to make me feel worse than I do already. What I'm trying to do is make myself feel better.

Watch. That's what reverse English does for you. You know, you try and see if you can... No, I've had enough, Roger. Hey, Sam. Nice boys don't throw cute sticks on the floor. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but...

No use, Roger. What's no use? I can't stop thinking. I can't stop wondering who I was and what I did before I came to town. Look, Sam, you've been talking about that now for ten years.

Well, you cut it out before you give everybody the creeps and drive yourself crazy? I can't. Lately it's been getting worse. Listen, I'm Sam Fisher now, but I wasn't before I lost my memory. Roger, don't you understand why I'm so jumpy?

I came to this city a little over ten years ago with no memory of who I was or where I'd been or what I'd done. I had an accident and I woke up in Kansas City and I didn't know my name.

No one did or where I'd come from. They just found me in the street. Unconscious. So what, Sam? Everybody knows who you are now. You're a happily married man and an important business executive. One of the city's best-dressed men, but I've got to know who I was, I've got to.