See, Sammy had this condition, he couldn't create new memories. He got mixed up, he didn't have a system. They found out conditioning doesn't work; you need a system. I've got a system, I take things I thought, store them in a word document, then post them onto my blog. The immutable blog. I can't remember shit, but I've got a log of certain things. See I've been working on this case, I'm trying to track down this Image of someone, and where it's been, how long I've known about it, and how long it's been guiding my life.
Letter 2. It started in Letter 2. It took me ONE MONTH to notice something was wrong, and I asked her pretty directly in my opinion what she wanted to do about this. She said that's just how she is. Last night, she finally revealed that she doesn't like the Image, and she "didn't understand the Image" and ultimately that even if she did understand what I was asking directly to her multiple times throughout the course of our relationship, she was afraid I would abandon her without the Image. Well, now that it's all done and over that's probably quite easy to say. "Don't believe her lies."
Leonard doesn't catch the killer. He comes up with a convenient just-so puzzle for him to solve. He cut all edges off all the pieces and forced them to stick together. "You're a John G." It would be easy to say I got played, I had chick problems for a year after a long line of having chick problems, and she's evil or whatever, but none of that's true. So maybe she's not as punk as I thought she was, maybe she's still a scared little girl at the end of the day. I can do better this time, and if I see the Image again, I'll know she'll want me to kill it. I've got a system.