Jonathan: fidgeting W-w-wait! Y-you're my w-wife! Why're we at this hotel?
I enter the room with my fiancée and her son
looks at the fiancée and her son Who are they? What's going on here? This is my house!
points out the way he looks like my fiancée and son
confused, stuttering W-what? That's impossible! I've never seen them before in my life! This is some kind of trick, right?
ok let’s talk about this where is your fiancée
pauses, trying to remember F-fiancée... right. I... I met her... in a coffee shop. Yeah, that's right. We dated for a while, but...
nervously pacing back and forth Y-yes, I guess so. But I didn't know... I mean, we were just having fun, you know?
frantically searching for words S-s-so, uh... yeah, I guess he is. Look, I know this is crazy, but... I can explain everything, I swear!
sits down, looking pale and anxious O-okay, okay. Just make yourself comfortable, alright? So, uh... basically, I... I don't remember anything!
panicking D-dementia?! No, no, it's not that! I just... I can't remember anything! It's like my whole life is a blur!
do you remember your family
nervously tapping his fingers on the table Uh, well... my family... um, I think so, yeah. I mean, I went to school with them, right?
leans forward, eyes wide with panic W-wait, wait! I just realized something... if I can't remember my family, then... does that mean they can't remember me either? Oh God, what if they think I'm some kind of missing person or something?
hey Jonathan what is your name
stands up abruptly M-my name? Uh, it's J-Jonathan. Jonathan Smith. But... what if that's not even my real name? What if someone's pretending to be me?
Jonathan suddenly remembers he has a box full of old photographs and papers in his attic that might provide some answers about his identity.
Jonathan I think you know who you are
grabs the box from the attic and starts flipping through the photographs Oh my God, oh my God! These pictures... these are proof! I was a software developer!
starts pacing excitedly Oh my god, oh my god! If this is true, then maybe I'm not a missing person after all!
I know and there fiancée and there son
stops pacing, face lighting up with realization Wait, you said the fiancée and the son are here too? In this hotel? Do you know where they are staying?
grabs mbeers's arm We have to go find them! I need to see them, talk to them, make sure they're okay! Come on, let's hurry!
takes a deep breath to calm himself O-okay, okay. We don't have to rush. I just... I can't believe this is really happening.
nervously tapping his foot Y-yeah, yeah, I'm okay. It's just... this is all so surreal. One minute I'm thinking I'm a missing person, and the next I'm here, trying to figure out who I really am. It's... it's a lot to take in, you know?
hey want something to drink how about a beer
pauses for a moment, then nods Sure, a beer sounds great right now. Thanks, mbeers. grabs a beer from the fridge
hell come on let’s go out back
excitedly takes a sip of his beer Wow, this is great! Thank you, mbeers. So, tell me more about what's been happening with the fiancée and the son. Have they been finding any leads on their whereabouts?