Jaime: I realize why you brought me here.
Steve: What do you mean?
Jaime: I grew up in Ojai too, didn't I? (Steve nods) Yeah... and I guess you thought by me seeing the area again, it would... uh... help restore my memory, but it's no good, Steve. Every time I start to think back, there's so much pain. I have pain I can't even tell you about. I wanna look back. There's so much there - and I even feel like there's someone that I left behind... someone that I love. But that pain... it just keeps coming...
Steve: Look, I understand. How can I help you?
Jaime: Help me go forward. It just hurts too much to go back - and least for now. I... I think I have to leave Ojai and everything that went with it - just leave it behind.