The classic I’ve-just-been-kidnapped-so-now-I-must-beat-you-up-steal-your-clothes-and-assume-your-identity gag. Awesome.
I’ve always wanted to be in a situation in which this is a necessary option for me.
I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!