The Forgotten

Telly Paretta:
I had life inside me. I had life. I have a child. I have a son. I have a son, and his name is Sam, you son of a b*tch.

Telly Paretta:
[Ash is hitting the NSA agaent they have strapped to a chair while questioning him for answers] Don't do that!

Ash Correll:
What, this? [Ash hits him again]

Telly Paretta:
At first I thought it had something to do with the plane crash. Remember when that TWA plane crashed over Long Island? Everybody thought it was a missile, friendly fire, or some type of government cover-up.

Ash Correll:
Yeah, I remember that.

Telly Paretta:
But then I thought, you know, 'How could the government erase our memories?' Its just not possible. So...

Ash Correll:
What?

Telly Paretta:
So you don't think I'm out of my mind?

Ash Correll:
I don't anymore.

A Friendly Man:
There are worse things than forgetting.

Telly Paretta:
No, there aren't.

Ash Correll:
Baseball is great. It's the only sport in the world that you can play while taking a nap.

Telly Paretta:
Please tell me, no one will know that you spoke to us. I swear to you!

Cop:
They're listening.

Telly Paretta:
Why did you change the picture? You replaced our book with an empty book. [shouts] You erased our son!

Jim Paretta:
I didn't change anything! They were always blank!

Dr. Jack Munce:
Telly, you never had a son. Sometimes people go around and invent alternate lives, with imagined friends, and imagined families.

Telly Paretta:
[shouts] Stop it! Why are you doing this? [shouts] I am not making him up!

Telly Paretta:
Where is my son?

Jim Paretta:
I think it's great, you're starting to write again. What's your book going to be about?

Telly Paretta:
Psychotic women, and the men who love them.

A Friendly Man:
You need to FORGET!

Det. Anne Pope:
[shouts] Telly Paretta, stop! I'm Detective Pope! I tracked the man to this house. I shot him in the leg, and nothing. [shouts] He is not human! I believe you!

Det. Anne Pope:
You don't know very much. National Security, huh? Better buy better locks.

[first lines]

Dr. Jack Munce:
How much time did you spend at the dresser compared to last week?

Telly Paretta:
Less.

Dr. Jack Munce:
How much less?

Telly Paretta:
I don't know exactly.

Dr. Jack Munce:
You wanna make a guess, roughly, for the week?

Telly Paretta:
Oh, not even an hour a day.

[last lines]

Telly Paretta:
I'm Telly. Sam's mom.

Ash Correll:
I'm Ash. I think we met before.

A Friendly Man:
I need more TIME! [yelling at Telly]

Telly Paretta:
Do you get drunk every night?

Ash Correll:
No. Sometimes I'm drunk by noon.