[ EU ] Re-write your favorite Disney movie plot as a dark thriller , do not tell which movie it is right away .

He drove the truck down the street, doing the inane task of hooking the cans with large hooks and shaking them into the container in the back of his truck, before letting them back down. Every day, it was the same routine, except on the weekends, which were reserved for his usual grocery runs to a small local shop. Each time, he'd inevitably find a customer asking for a scooter, even when it clearly was n't needed. 
 
 `` Hello again,'' the cashier greeted with a smile. `` I know you.'' 
 
 `` Yeah?'' he asked coyly, knowing full well they knew who each other were. 
 
 `` Yeah! I feel like I've seen you last week or something like that...'' 
 
 `` Yeah, yup,'' he nodded with a smile, handing her the cash for the food. `` It's like you know my schedule.'' 
 
 Inside of the stack, he inadvertantly handed her his largest bill -- $ 50 -- which he had been saving up to buy new decorations for his home. Not noticing his error either, she slipped the money into the register and did n't return him any change. 
 
 `` See you next week?'' she asked. 
 
 `` See you next week,'' he said with a small wave, and he left the building. 
 
 It was n't until an hour later when he finally unpacked his groceries, that he rechecked his wallet and discovered his error. He hurried back to the small store to find the girl, but the desk was empty, the door was wide open. 
 
 Stupidly, he figured he'd swap the dollar he meant to pay with the bill he gave the girl, swapping it directly from the register, even if she was n't there. He popped it open, replaced the bill, and left. 
 
 A few hours passed back home as he did some minor housework before popping a TV dinner in and sitting in front of the news. `` *A woman has been arrested today under suspicion of embezzling money from a small business owner... *'' 
 
 He immediately realized his mistake. Slipping into his shoes and leaving his food in the microwave, he drove to the police station, and ran into her interrogation room. `` Eva, are you okay?'' he asked, peaking out the door. 
 
 `` Wally, what are you doing here?'' 
 
 `` I'm breaking you out of here, come on.'' 
 
 Finding the coast clear, he quickly motioned his hand, ushering her out. Not a moment passed when they got into his car before the police discovered their missing suspect and surrounded the parking lot. 
 
 `` Get out of the truck with your hands in the air!'' 
 
 `` Wally, just let me talk to them. They'll understa --'' 
 
 `` No, they wo n't!'' he interrupted. `` You did nothing wrong! We're getting outta here!'' 
 
 He pressed the gas pedal to the floor and they rocketed out of the lot. A high speed chase ensued, something unheard of in their small town. They sound and weaved through the roads until they arrived at a bridge. 
 
 In this cool weather, he forgot about the slippery nature of the bridge at night. The car slid off the end of the bridge, off the road, and wrapped itself around the pole on the driver's side. 
 
 It took him out for six days, only for him to wake up without any memory. 
 
 `` Do you know your name?'' the doctor asked, as Eva watched helplessly by the bed. 
 
 He furrowed his eyebrows as he wracked his brain, but he could n't come up with anything. He shook his head. 
 
 `` Do you know who she is?'' the doctor motioned over to Eva, who walked over to hold his hand. 
 
 But again, he shook his head. 
 
 `` Okay, maybe it'll come in time. But for now, you need some rest. Let's give him some space,'' the doctor motioned to the medical students and to Eva to leave the room. 
 
 She started to turn, but before letting go of his hand, she quickly turned back and leaned in to kiss his lips, a spark arching between their noses, as she held it for no shorter than five seconds. 
 
 When she pulled back and opened her eyes, his brown eyes were looking back into her blue, blue eyes. 
 
 Slowly, he smiled. 
 
 `` Hey, I know you.'' 
 
 Her eyes lit up with delight, as she smiled back. `` Yeah?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, I feel like I've seen you last week or something like that...'' 
 
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 I may/may not have changed a few things to write this. It's also two in the morning, so there's that...
