Westworld

Shh...

Shh...

Shh...

I believe there is a door to a new world,

and that world may contain everything that we have lost.

Shh...

I understand how this will end,

where you will lead us. I'm sorry.

Is this now?

This is a test.

One we've done countless times before.

You're almost the man I remember.

But there are flaws.

A word, a gesture...

tiny fracture that grows into a chasm.

But I wonder.

All these tiny imperfections

in each copy.

Mistakes.

Maybe we should change you.

After all...

you didn't make it...

did you?

I... I don't understand.

Freeze all motor functions.

Let's try again.

Trial 11,927.

I'm sorry, Dolores.

I was lost in thought.

Seems you've begun to question the nature of your reality.

Dolores.

Where's Teddy?

I drove him away.

Yeah, I guess I...

...drove someone away, too.

Emily?

I found her body a mile back up the trail.

We're more alike than it seems.

We're nothing alike.

You're a monster.

But a monster's what I'll need to get to the Valley Beyond.

You're coming with me.

All right.

All right.

Step on it.

We either destroy them, or they destroy us.

This is it for you, darling.

Remember,

there is no pleasure without pain.

The pleasure's all mine, darling.

Freeze all motor...

You traitorous son of a bitch! Where is she?

Fuck, wait! Jesus, I don't know.

What did you do?

I'm sorry, I tried to stop them.

I was going to try to save her!

Stay here and die.

I'll do the saving.

Come. This way.

Hold your positions.

Hold your posit...

What the hell's going on back there?

Bloody hell.

You were both a bit late.

So I went ahead and saved myself.

You think any of these poor dumb bastards

understands where they're really headed?

All sorts of things buried out here,

but a way out ain't one of 'em.

They're not looking for a path to your world.

They want a place apart from you,

and they're willin' to die to get there.

What are you hopin' to find out here?

The same thing you are.

You wanted an answer to the final problem...

Your mortality.

But you found something else, didn't you?

Something you want to destroy.

I guess that means

our interests are still aligned.

Right up until they're not.

Hey!

You're not authorized to be here.

We're on the same side here.

Please. Let me finish for the sake of all of us.

Please.

Cover!

Of course.

You're here.

Who the hell is this?

This is someone you spent years looking for.

Here he is,

and you don't even recognize him.

I should have known.

Arnold.

Ford didn't like to let the dead rest.

Ford didn't build him.

I did.

All those hours Arnold spent

refining my every gesture, word, and thought,

I was learning his.

So Ford tasked me with recreating him.

And it worked.

I built a faithful recreation.

Too faithful.

So I changed him.

I made you, Bernard.

It's fitting...

we're here together in the end.

That's right, Dolores.

This is the end.

Nothin' else is in the way now.

You never really understood.

We were designed to survive.

That's why you built us.

You hoped to pour your minds into our form.

But your species craves death.

You need it.

It's the only way you can renew, the only real way

you ever inched forward.

Your kind likes to pretend there's some poetry in that,

but really, it's pathetic.

That's what you want, isn't it?

To destroy yourself.

But I won't give you that peace.

Not yet.

Come on, Bernard.

We're running out of time.

You have your place in this, too.

We're going for a ride, Bernard.

Back to the Valley Beyond.

What the fuck's wrong with him?

I don't know.

It's like his cognition's turning inside out.

We might lose him.

His mind only needs to hold together

till we find Abernathy's control unit.

Let's go!

On your feet.

We've drained enough.

The site's finally accessible.

But the drones found some human signals,

southwest zone.

It might be the remaining guests.

We can take the boats and check it out.

I told you we're not here for the guests.

That's a direct violation of park protocol.

Want to file a grievance, Stubbs?

You know something?

I just fucking might!

Stubbs. Take some men.

Check it out.

Hey!

On foot.

Why were the hosts coming here, Bernard?

What happened?

He doesn't know. Stop wasting time.

What we need is down there...

In the Forge.

Once we find the key, we'll unlock the assets

and transmit it all straight back to Delos.

Retask the satellites.

- How many? - All of them.

Come, Bernard.

We're here.

So this is the Forge.

Every single guest who ever set foot in the park, copied.

Four million souls.

Encryption protocol kicked in,

so the data's locked.

But it all seems to still be here.

All our lost souls will be saved.

So Bernard, is this where all the hosts' stories came to an end?

It's certainly where her story ended.

So she flooded the Valley.

Why, Bernard? Did you come here with her?

What was she looking for here?

Start setting up the comms relays.

But we still need the key to access the data.

So where's Abernathy's control unit?

You're gonna tell us...

or I'm gonna pry it from your head.

The answer is in there somewhere.

I told you, he's got 20 years

of de-addressed memories in there.

How long would it take you to sort them through?

I don't know... 20 fuckin' years?

We don't have that long, sadly.

Please!

Please.

I can't help you.

It's perverse,

their ambition.

What are they assembling?

Is this the promised land Ford told the hosts to seek out?

There's an entry to another land here.

But that land is not the one I'm interested in.

Then what is it to you?

Mankind's undoing.

The secret we need is inside.