Hanson: Look at me.
(John painfully lifts his head and looks at Hanson through heavily bruised eyes.)
John: (struggling to remember) You... are...
Hanson: I'm your friend... I'm the only friend you have left.
(John begins crying softly.)
John: I can't remember...
Hanson: I can help you to remember- and I can help you to be strong. Just trust me.
John: Th-thank you.
Hanson: (Gently) That's quite alright...
(He turns to his bodyguard.)
Hanson: Take him to the labs; prepare him for the surgery.