[ The bullets ring off of Judy's chassis, and there's a creak as her tracks start to move. Her pace is slower this time, and it almost comes off as leisurely. ]

You still misunderstand. Both of you. But that is fine. That is what you are meant to do. Just as I am meant to do this.

[ There's no gaze or direction to speak of with Judy, but she speaks to Elizabeth now. ]

You do not remember why you are here. You do not even remember what came before here. Like you, Elizabeth. Your memories are very interesting. You chase after a man named Comstock. It's endless. But you will always kill him. That is what you wish to do. It is what you are meant to do.

But what we are meant to do is not easy. Or, it is not supposed to be. You are human, so there is difficulty in such a choice. That is why you do not remember. You do not remember who Booker DeWitt is, because it seemed best to me that perhaps you did not. But as you will die anyways, then I would like to give you at least that memory.

They are one and the same, after all. Booker DeWitt and Zachary Comstock, they are the same person. You will always kill him. It is just as certain as the fact that you will die here.

[ As Judy speaks, Elizabeth will suddenly be hit with an absolutely splitting headache, as if her skull was cracking. It starts with a nosebleed, but as her memory returns to her, it will progress into a brain bleed that will lead into a seizure. ]

But do not worry.

You will remember much more in death.