Now, whatever your name is, get ready for the big surprise. If things have gone wrong, I'm talking to myself and you don't have a wet towel around your head. Richter goes hog-wild screwing up everything that I spent a year planning. Perfect, my ass! You pop your memory cap before we can activate you. The guy with the suitcase, the mask, the money, the message from Hauser. You don't kill someone you're trying to plant. This idiot has been trying to kill me ever since I went to Rekall. Fact is, Hauser volunteered to become "Doug Quaid." It was the only way to fool the psychics. So Hauser and I sat down and invented you: the perfect mole. Fuckin' mutants could always sniff us out. You see, Quaid, none of my people could get close to Kuato. The resistance has been completely wiped out and you were the key to the whole thing.
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