Last Checkpoint

ANALYST: Sir, activity in two sectors simultaneously.

ANALYST: Prague — target making contact with unknown. Rome — identical signature, but target is mobile.

CURATOR: Show me Prague.

[On screen: café in Old Town. Woman at a table. Back to camera.]

CURATOR: Zoom.

[Pause. Woman turns her head. Profile.]

CURATOR: ...Christ.

ANALYST: Sir?

CURATOR: It's Emergence. Lisa Emergence.

ANALYST: And who is with her?

[Camera shifts. Man opposite. Leather jacket. Scanning perimeter.]

CURATOR: That's... that's Bourne.

— You don't remember me. But I recognised you.

— How?

— When I approached — you picked up a pen. Not to write.

[Pause. 4 seconds.]

— I... didn't notice.

— No one notices. Except those who do the same.

— This is yours. Found in safe house. Berlin.

— What's on it?

— Don't know. But the label is in your handwriting.

[Pause. 7 seconds.]

— LAST_CHECKPOINT...

— You wrote this for yourself. Afterwards.

— I don't remember.

— Then it's working.

— You're not ill. You just forget. Like me.

— And what do you do?

— I write everything down. Every time. Don't trust memory.

— Does it work?

— You're writing to your past from the future. Sometimes that's the only way to survive.

[Man rises. Leaves money on table.]

— Hands remember what the head forgets. Don't forget that.

[He leaves. Woman looks at the flash drive in her hand.]