[The Postman's eyes narrow. The usual cocky grin on his face is gone, replaced by something else- something old, and something dangerous.]

You're right. I do remember. More than you do, at any rate...

[He glances away from them. His voice is cold.]

Annie is... was... my sister. We came here, together, a very long time ago. Before it all went wrong. You might not believe me, but there was a time when we actually were happy here. The way you guys have been programmed to think now. Zemekis has spent the past few years trying to recapture those days, but he's never succeeded. Until now.

[He pauses for a moment before continuing, as if choosing his words carefully.]

You should know, it's not too late. All you have to do is stop struggling. Let the fake memories take over. It won't last forever, but you might get a few more months of happiness before the whole damn thing crashes. If you keep going like this, keep fighting... God only knows what's going to happen. I sure don't.

Are you prepared to keep going, even knowing that?