Rememory Page #3

of the machine.

Thank you.

Neil, what do you have?

-Well, you're not gonna like it.

-Surprise me.

Well, as you know, the final

stages of the Rememory machine

were completed almost entirely

by Gordon himself,

the essential steps.

Yes, but he must've left behind

extensive notes, plans...

You know how secretive

and protective he was.

That's why he demanded using

actual glass for the memories

instead of storing them

on a closed cloud server.

We're in his network, but

all his data is encrypted,

and sophisticatedly so.

I mean, it's actually

quite brilliant--

Are you telling me that

we can't reverse engineer

the product that we engineered?

Not without Gordon's prototype,

at least not for some time.

Define "some time."

A year? Optimistically.

[sighs] Well. Well, it

can't just be lost.

Thank you. Bye.

[Carolyn] I'm testing you.

-I don't think you remember.

-[Gordon] The sea lion.

Yes, yes!

Weeks after we showed them,

we showed them numbers and

symbols on the cards,

and then weeks after,

they could correctly

identify the matching cards.

That's amazing. Their brains are

a quarter the size of ours.

Mm. So that alone is

advanced cognitive function,

but you know what was

really incredible?

Hmm, what?

They could remember the whole

thing ten years later.

People can't even do that.

Some people in particular!

[doorbell rings]

-Hi.

-Hello.

-Hi.

-Um. Sorry.

I'm James Klinch. I'm

here for the reception.

Yes, I'm sorry, I

sent everyone away.

I just, I couldn't take any more

mindless platitudes. I'm sorry.

Thanks for coming.

[doorbell rings]

Time heals all wounds.

Uh... that's a really bad joke.

The platitudes...

It's quite cheeky under

the circumstances, yeah.

I know you want to be alone,

but I just wanted to say

how truly sorry I am. Truly.

Thank you.

How did you know Gordon?

He saved my life.

Now, that's a story

I'd like to hear.

Thank you.

You can help me clean up.

We happened to be staying at

the same hotel one night.

He was there for a conference,

and I was there...

because my life

hadn't worked out,

not the way I imagined,

and I was in a bad place.

And the hotel was a

very tall building.

There was a terrible

storm that night,

but it was strangely warm.

It felt like a

hurricane was coming.

I couldn't sleep, so I went

down to the hotel bar.

It was a typical hotel bar,

which is to say

it's really the only thing

I can remember about it.

But Gordon was sitting

there, having a nightcap.

He seemed lost in thought.

I was... drowning in mine.

After a few moments, he

turns to me and he says,

"This night can go

one of two ways.

Either we can sit here drinking

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