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(male narrator)
It began with Westworld.

(male #1)
'Three, two, one.'

'Activate now.'

A futuristic playground.

Where people could
act out their fantasies

with robots so sophisticated

it was impossible
to tell them from humans.

Your move.

Suddenly the robots changed.

Turned into the deadly servants

of their creator
Simon Quaid.

Who took them Beyond Westworld.

I have an impregnable army of
loyal and unquestioning troops.

'I've placed robots
all over the world.'

He wants it all.

He has one heck of a chance
of getting it with those robots.

Delos! Builders of Westworld
must stop Quaid.

Assigned, a security chief
John Moore.
Assigned is security chief,
John Moore

And special agent Pam Williams

Let's face it, John. It's your
wits against Quaid's machines.

[theme music]

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

(male #2)
'Place your bet.'

[indistinct chatter]

(male #2)
'Easy six. Place your bets.'

[dramatic music]

'Easy six.
Nine. Looking for a nine.'

'Nine is the point.
Place your bets.'

Don't worry, honey,
you'll make your number.

If I do, the lame and blind
will be beating a path here.

They'll rename Tulsa Lurtz.

(male #2)
'Seven. The line loses.'

Ten thousand.

(male #2)
'Place your bets.'

How deep
are you gone in?

The 200,000. That's it.

Sorry, Mr. Stoner.
Next shooter coming up.

These are his markers,
but I still don't get it.

What?

Why?

'Why I back the losers?'

For you college education.

[dramatic music]

You know, I've been running
gambling joints for a long time.

I tell you one thing,
he sure talks good.

But I bet he runs faster.

That's alright.

I'll keep an eye out.

Tough luck.

I saw you at the game.

You a loser too?

Nope, an investor.

In what?

You.

I bought up your markers
from Vincent.

Why?

I'll let the man
I work for explain.

Hey, let go, I'm not going
anyplace with you.

- I don't wanna hurt you.
- Then, let go.

I'm not going anyplace with you.

- 'Come on, man, let go.'
- Hold it right there.

I said, hold it right there.

I'm warning you.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[dramatic music]

Sorry for the delay.

(John)
'I flew in from Tulsa
as fast as I could.'

'The police went in there
and confirmed my suspicions.'

You're sure it was one
of Quaid's robots?

Well, how far do
you think you could run

with three bullets
in your stomach?

He also could have missed.

Point-blank?

Bulletproof vest.

Uh, with one of these
it wouldn't matter.

And your convinced
it was a robot, John.

No question about it.

[dramatic music]

How nice to see you, thank you
so very much for coming.

Alright. What's the joke?

Oh, I would say $200,000
is serious business.

I don't get it.

Well, actually
it's quite simple.

You see I'm like you in a way,
a gambler, not at dice.

But at life.

I believe I understand people
and their motivations.

For instance...

...I know you're the brother
of Nick Stoner.

I know you've been shorn
from the family

like a black sheep you are.

And I know that you've
nothing to gain

from the Stoner Oil Empire.

But I'm willing to bet
that someday you will.

Friend, you are a gambler.

Then you won't be surprised
by my offer

This document signs
over to me 51 percent

of all your present and future
holdings in Stoner Oil.

All of your IOUs
will be destroyed.

You'll be totally out of debt.

Plus I'll give you
a fresh stake, $50,000.

If things work out.

We're both rich.

If not, I lost.

But, for once in your life,
you can't lose.

(Dean)
'Wait a minute. This could mean
millions of dollars.'

(Simon)
'Or not a quarter.'

The only way I get the company
is if something happens to Nick.

No, there's another
possibility

the one that I'm willing
to bet on.

You see, that I firmly believe

that two brothers cannot
stay strangers.

Someday they'll forget
their past difference

'and eventually patch things
up and get back together.'

I don't know.

I don't like it.

Then you have a simple option.

Pay me the $200,000
you owe me.

You know I can't do that.

Well, eventually you'll have
to deal with my associate here

and he's outrageously
persuasive.

Alright. Tell you what I'll do.

I'll sign this paper.

If I have the option of paying
you back within 24 hours.

Of course. 24 hours.

[dramatic music]

(John)
'The officer definitely'

identified the other man
as Dean Stoner.

We did a quick check on him

he's been a compulsive
gambler all of his life.

That's why the old man
left Nick in a first position.

(John)
'Yeah.'

The police report
said that the Vincent

the man who owns
the gambling casino

sold Dean's $200,000 marker
to a man named Jason.

Now, this is the officers
description of the robot.

Fits the man
who bought the marker.

Jason.

And you figure Quaid
somehow intends to move in

on that oil jungle
through Dean?

That's right.

And Quaid knows the primal law.

when you go for the jugular,
you better not miss.

(John)
'Nick Stoner?'

Yeah.

I'm John Moore.

Look, Mr. Moore, I did a lot of
thinking after I talked to you

and I can't seem to come up
with a motive.

This, uh, this Quaid,
a man I've never even heard of.

Why would he possibly
wanna kill me?

Have you checked
the price of oil lately?

Those are pretty high stakes.

Stakes?

Is my brother Dean
involved in this somehow?

Yeah, he lost
$200,000 gambling

and think Quaid
bought up his IOU.

Quaid, robots, program

you really believe all that
stuff you told me about?

It's all true.

That's why I'm asking
you again, Nick.

To stay out of sight
for a little while.

Just long enough
for us to find him.

'Look, uh, Moore...'

...I have one vice
and that's football.

And my team's on
the Super Bowl

and I'm having problems
with my players.

Do you think I'm gonna miss one
practice, with a game on Sunday?

You got another thing coming.

I don't intend to run scared

'and definitely not
gonna change my lifestyle.'

Nick, it's not your
style isn't I'm interested in

it's your life.

If you don't
hang on the ladder...

...style isn't gonna
matter very much.

'Do you mind if you
look around a little?'

[instrumental music]

(male #3)
'I got it!'

Go ahead.

Tie them up.

Get that stuff outta here.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

Hey, little brother.

'For the price of that
suit you're ruining'

'you can hire yourself
three more hands.'

Well, Dean, why don't you try
your hand at it for once?

Ah, no thanks.

If I can't roll them or shuffle
them it ain't my game.

'I never could understand
why you wanna work so hard?'

We got enough money
for 50 lifetimes.

(Dean)
'Sixty the way you spend it.'

Not even one the way you do.

It's the probably why
you're here, right?

Right again, little brother.

(Dean)
'Two hundred thousand
and I'll handle it nicely.'

Damn it, Dean,
when're you gonna grow up?

Tomorrow's soon enough?

You know you keep losing
heavier and heavier tomorrow.

I still don't see why
you gave him 24 hours.

His brother has always
paid off his debts before.

Before is not now.

His brother has seen the light,
even if Dean hasn't.

(Nick)
'Do you know how much
I laid out for you?'

I appreciate that.

You can be easy.

This is the last time.

You bet.

You know what I did?

What's that?

I joined Gamblers Anonymous.

You what?

That's right.

You see I wanted
to find once and for all

what was ruining your life.

Well, I found out
I was at fault too.

I thought I was doing
the right thing

by helping you out whenever
you lost, but I wasn't.

I was just feeding a disease.

When you can't pay,
you can't get any credit.

That way you gonna
have to quit.

It must be painful for Nick
to refuse his own brother.

But it truly
is for Dean's own good.

It doesn't hurt you either.

Oh, I'm quite certain of that.

You're tired to bailing me out,
but this is kinda special.

The fellow I owe the money
to intends to get rough.

I can't, Dean.
I really can't.

Hope you make enough for another
50 lifetimes, little brother.

Get to live more.

Hey, Dean...

...you know how I feel about you?

Sure I do.

You love me...

...like a brother.

(Nick)
Alright, everybody
take a break.

(Simon)
'Foley, can I also see
the stadium now?'

(Foley)
'Yes, the other robot is there.'

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

Hey!

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

[siren blaring]

(Nick)
What are you doing?

(John)
Stay low and move fast.

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

- You're alright?
- Yeah, yeah. Thanks.

Uh, you convinced?

Absolutely.

Alright, you do
what I tell you.

Whatever you say as long as
it's on the football field.

Go!

[all grunting]

Go!

[all grunting]

[whistle blowing]

Well...

I'm confused.

Do we kiss or shake, boss?

We leave the past where it is.

Did Professor Oppenheimer
brief you?

Down to the last transistor.

John, I'm frankly surprised
you sent for me.

I need help.

You're are an expert,
aren't you?

Well, I'm glad to see your ego
is in good shape.

Considering you taught me
everything I know.

'Hut, hut it, hut.
One eighteen. One eighteen.'

(male #4)
'Set. Hut, hut it, hut.'

(male #5)
'Alright, alright,
come on, come on.'

(John)
'Set up security
on the stadium.'

Quaid could strike
from anywhere, even the field.

(Pam)
'All that security should
keep the robot out.'

(John)
'I think, it's too
late for that.'

'My hunch is, it's already in.'

And that's where I come in.

Yeah, keep a watch on
Danny and the cheerleaders.

Get a line on the players.

Keep your eyes and ears exposed

to everything that happens
on that field.

I'll have a lot more
than that exposed.

(Danny)
'Five, six, seven, eight.'

'One, two, three, four.'

'Come on, let's go.'

Seven, eight.
One, two, three, four

five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

'Five, six, seven, eight.'

[grunting]

[whistle blowing]

[cheering]

- Hey!
- Alright.

The Rams made it
to the Super Bowl

now it's our turn, right?

[all cheering]

Alright.

We've got the best defense.

Right?

[all cheering]

'Best offense.'

We'll I'm ready to go, chief.

Good, keep your eyes open
and learn how while I play.

[booing]

We got the best one-two
punch in the league.

First punch will be enough.

Let's just hope
it takes us all the way.

I feel it in my bones.

Let's make the other team
feel it in theirs.

[all cheering]

- How are you?
- Good.

How is it going?

It's quiet.

(Danny)
'Keep it together, kids.'

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

(Danny)
'One, two, three...'

Lot of people
out there watching you.

...six, seven, eight.

'One, two, three, four, five,
six, let's keep it together.'

Move the pom-poms,
let's smile

there's a lot of people
out there, let's do it.

I've put a lot of work in it,
make it look good.

That's it get those...
Get 'em up in the air.

(Nick)
Looks, like he ain't
got a bone in his body.

Yeah, that's what
I was thinking.

[dramatic music]

Good morning, Roberta.

Good morning, sir.

Did you bring me the information
on the woman who's joined Moore?

Yes. She's Pamela Williams.

She was discovered and brought
into Delos by Simon Quaid.

She became an expert on Robots.

Then she worked under John Moore

and became a highly talented
undercover operative.

Yes, I taught her myself.

Well, I was with Westworld
and still under the delusion

that science and not money was
humanity is first priority.

What do you think John Moore
intends to do?

Oh, I'm beginning
loath that name.

- Roberta?
- Yes, sir.

'Go to tape 41 please.'

This is a top priority
you are to return immediately

and activate model 6-1-8.

Basic tape structure
is sufficient.

Wipe out stripes 3-8-14

'and program with the new data
you have on Pamela Williams.'

'Have Laurence structure
and program'

likeness and attitude
and character.

Compute how long
that would take, please.

The model will be ready
and functioning

in 9 hours 38 minutes.

Excellent, thank you, my dear.

[instrumental music]

Found our Trojan Horse.

[instrumental music]

Hey, catch.

Are you alright?

Just don't tackle,
I'm not wearing any padding.

What are you doing
down here anyway?

I was looking for a way out

trying to find
our dressing room.

Oh, I'm really sorry.

(Earl)
'I only act that way
in this uniform.'

Away from I'm basically shy.

Please accept my apologies.

It's alright.

Then I can have another chance.

Well, I don't think I could
ever catch one of your passes.

Don't worry,
I won't throw one

Tonight, 8 o'clock?

You certainly are confident.

You must be a Sagittarius.

Right.

You believe in astrology?

Well, it's good way
to learn about character.

'Take him for instance.'

(Earl)
'Clyde?'

(Pam)
'He's a Taurus, the bull.'

Oh, you're not kidding.

Never say "moo" around him.

Right.

Now, if someone on your team

were to suddenly be different
than the way normally were

you'd notice it right away
because it's not in there sign.

See what I mean?

Mike Roth.

We'll talk about him later.

Later, 8 o'clock?

You bet.

Hey, you're not
that good, hear me,

I realize I'm on
the orders from Nick

to let you work with my girls

but it's my reputation
on the line.

You can't cut it you're out.
You're out, if you can't cut it.

Instead of flirting around
with all the glamour boys

why don't you go out the
routines like everybody else.

You understand?
Do you...

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

(male #6)
'Eight. A hard eight.
It is a hard eight.'

[indistinct chatter]

Are you Stoner?

(Dean)
'Yeah.'

'Agent John Moore,
I'm a friend of your brothers.'

On an errand of mercy?

No. I wanna talk to you about
that IOU the Simon Quaid bought.

Nothin' to talk about.

Quaid's a gambler,
like me.

Uh-uh, he's no gambler
and he's not like you.

He only deals in sure things.

What's that gotta do with me?

Looks like he wants
to take over Stoner Oil.

Over Nick's dead body.

Exactly.

What are you talking about?

When you made
your deal with Quaid

you may have signed your
brother's death warrant.

Look, Nick and I've never
been close, okay?

Probably only thing we've
got in common is our name.

Now, I'm not particularly
happy about that.

But I'm not sad enough
to want to get him killed.

Excuse me.

You can lie to yourself,
but don't lie to me.

Now what was the deal
you made with Quaid?

I signed over 51 percent
of Stoner Oil.

If I ever took over.

Don't you see there's
only way you can?

Look, Dean, sometimes a man
get's himself in to a spot

where all he can think
about is how to survive.

He doesn't see all
the other people

around him getting maimed.

Get's too intent on himself.

I think that's where
you're coming from.

What can I do?

You can help me find Quaid.

Why?

The robot.

[intense music]

Get his feet.

[intense music]

Come on, Dean.

I really did sign
Nick's death warrant.

Where you going?

- He can help me find Quaid.
- No, it's too dangerous.

He's a killer robot, I know
to handle, you stay right here.

[groaning]

Rather me than you.
Sorry, John.

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

(Pam)
'So you've noticed some
changes in Mike Roth.'

Yeah, when he first showed up
at camp, I liked him.

Tried to help him
learn the ropes.

Even though he was
my backup quarterback.

But, lately, I don't know
he's been acting like a jerk.

Last few days he's
been keeping to himself.

You know, he doesn't want
anybody around him.

Hey, I don't believe it.

I've beginning to feel
like a gossip.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Sorry? I've never had so much
fun in my life, but, I...

do have a personal question.

What?

'- How do you like your eggs?
- 'Fried.'

Dig bacon?

Love it. why?

'I'm planning
our breakfast menu.'

I've never met
anyone like you, Pam.

You're so down to earth,
real, honest...

Earl, I don't think--

'Uh, you're not supposed to.'

I'm the quarterback,
I call the play.

'I take back what I told you.'

I will throw a pass.

Thank you for a wonderful
evening, Earl.

- Goodnight, Pam.
- Goodnight.

Pamela.

You look sensational.

'You're as beautiful an enemy
as you once were a friend.'

Simon, I was hoping we'd meet.

Why?

To stumble down memory lane.

It's hard to believe
that a man I knew so well

could have changed so much.

The ability to change
is a sign of maturity.

In fact,
I would be delighted

if your own priorities
weren't wrong.

If you could look at Delos
and its true perspective.

No matter how much power
you may think you have--

No, not think,
my dear, no.

An occasional setback
won't deter me.

They're merely battles
in a war

between expediency
and ethics.

You call yourself ethical.

I didn't debase my machines
into playthings.

Nor did I use
the finest electrical circuitry

ever achieved by man
to make a toy.

But most importantly

I did not exploit man's
meaner nature by amusing him

with playthings.

Playthings that could serve
humanity.

In the name of good.

What evil is done?

What is good
and who is evil?

Usually, the one in power has
the most valid point of view.

[chuckling]
At least, the most effective.

Let me show you.

Foley...

[dramatic music]

Hello, Pam.

How do you like
the way you look?

I'll have to remember
to keep my mouth closed.

It's unattractive
when I gawk.

How did you put her
together so quickly?

(Simon)
'I already had most
of the tapes programmed.'

It was merely a matter
of making some minor adjustments

and putting her
in the proper machine.

You.

What are you programmed to do?

Kill John Moore.

(Danny)
'One, two, three, four,
go right, seven, eight.'

'One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.'

One, two, three...

[indistinct]

[whistle blowing]

Look, you want me out of here.
I'll go.

Just say it.

Earl, will you stop it?

Why are you usin' him
so much?

Roth has to be ready...

...in case somethin'
happens to you.

Grow up.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

Mr. Moore, you just had a call
from Dean Stoner.

And what did he say?

He wants you to meet him at the
Tulsa Hotel. Says it's urgent.

[dramatic music]

Pam, maybe...

Pam, Dean's in trouble,
I want you...

Pam! Hey,
what's the matter?

[music continues]

[alarm beeping]

[crashing]

We'll settle for next.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

If I take it off,
no scream.

- 'What's your name?'
- Jason.

When were you built, Jason?

A long time ago
in Westworld.

I've since been
adapted by Mr. Quaid.

[ticking]

Are you switching
to your emergency charge?

I'll have more than
enough time left.

(Pam)
'Left to do what?'

The plans have changed.

I'm going to kill you.

[music continues]

[crashing]

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

His plexus
is in his left side.

[music continues]

(Dean)
'What are the odds
of my makin' it?'

Well, the guy in the hall
says he'd bet a thousand to one.

A sucker bet.

Come on, it's just
a slight concussion.

You'll be throwing sevens
before you know it.

Nah, I don't think so.

Little brother,
you were right to cut me off.

'I don't even enjoy gambling
anymore, you know.'

'It's like a rash.'

Feels good
when you first scratch.

Pretty soon,
all it does is hurt like hell.

Well, Nick...

Looks like people do change.

Uh...

I'll try
and make it up to you.

Don't you get carried away,
little brother?

No matter how hard we try,
inside of five minutes

we'd be right back
at each other's throats.

I'd lay three to one on it.

[both chuckling]

That's a sucker bet.

[laughing]

It's a mess in there.

Jo, how long do you think
it will take?

Problem is to find the right
wire attached to the right wire.

The tape's the same.
It's a mammoth job.

I'll tell you
when I'm finished.

You know her programming
could us how

Quaid intends to kill Nick.

(Joseph)
Nothing personal, Pam.

Enough is enough.
A girl has some pride.

[players shouting]

(Nick)
'I've always been
more fearful of fear'

'than what I've actually
been afraid of.'

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

But you're right, John.

A football game
isn't work dying.

I'll watch it on TV.

That way the security
can be more effective.

'What's wrong?'

Oh, I'm wondering
about security altogether.

'About how Quaid's robot
will make its move.'

What do you mean?

Now, Quaid just can't kill you.
You're too important.

Murder charges would have
to be brought against someone

and your whole company
would be under investigation.

He's gotta make it look
like it was an accident

like he tried to do
out at the oil field.

You're right.

I'm just glad Dean's
not involved in this.

How's he doing?

He's on the mend.
Patched up.

Like you too, huh?

I got a new motto,
live and let live.

No pun intended, alright?

'I got a press conference.'

Together now.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven...

Alright, alright, kids.
Alright, take a break.

That will do 'til game time.
Thank you very much.

If I were you, I'd practice.
Wouldn't hurt you, okay?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[glass shattering]

Hey, you...look what
you've done. I'm wounded.

- Blood?
- Of course, it's blood.

What did you expect?
Think I'm one of those

done football dinosaurs,
doesn't know when he's hurt?

Come on, leave me alone,
will you? Don't touch me.

Do me a favor.
Stop following me!

- Got anything?
- A start.

I've been unable
to unscramble it all but...

...let's hear the tape.

[tape rewinding]

(man on tape)
'Fury, missile, build.'

The rest is still gibberish.

Well, let's keep at it.

[tape rewinding]

(man on tape)
'Build, fury.'

'Missile. Build.'

[dramatic music]

I still think
it's too dangerous for you

to be this close
to the action.

I have no choice.

Taking a rest?

Maybe for the season.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct]

Hey, man,
what the heck are you doin'?

I mean,
I'm only ten yards away.

How do I hold on
to a bullet?

No hands.
You should have held on to it.

Try your hands.

[dramatic music]

We have just seen a fortuitous
demonstration, Foley.

(man on tape)
'Missile, build, fury.'

'Missile, build, fury.'

'Missile, build, fury.'

[tape rewinding]

John, I look better
than that, don't I?

Hmm.

Thanks for the memory.

- What do you have?
- Three words.

(man on tape)
'Missile, build, fury.'

'Missile, build, fury.'

Any ideas?

On the field just now,
Roth threw a football.

Well, he's supposed to do that.

He threw it so hard the End
couldn't hold on to it. Got mad.

- John.
- What?

The End called
the throw a bullet.

Missile. Missile.

You said there had
to be an accident.

No, it would be
out of anger, fury.

A jilted quarterback disappears
never to be found.

No, it's Roth.

Let's go for the touchdown.
Activate the robot.

No, it's not Roth.

'It's Earl.'

Pam, call the police,
Quaid's probably around here

to pick up the robot
when he's finished.

A quarterback situation
is still open here.

The coach will have to
make that decision.

(reporter #1)
'Come on, Nick.
You run this team.'

'Who's it gonna be?
Roth or Earl?'

Well, they're both top men.

But it's a young man's game,
isn't it?

Quarterbacks are like actors.

The public expects outburst
and temperament from them

especially if they feel
threatened.

And I'm washed up at 34,
is that it?

'I carry up to now
and some young stud shows up'

and suddenly I'm supposed
to go on relief.

Earl...

What the hell
happened to loyalty?

Or confidence?
Or just common decency?

You're like all the rest.

'You're a vulture.'

Here's one piece of meat
you're not gonna be

feedin' off of anymore.

Earl, just settle down.
You hear me?

Shut up! We're through.

I wouldn't play for your team
if my life depended on it.

'Ruined my career.
My whole life.'

[dramatic music]

This is Quaid.
Get out of there now.

Hey!

Everyone, stay back.

This is Quaid.

Skip immediately to tape 71.

Your target is visionary.

'Get the man
in front of you.'

[music continues]

[explosion]

(Simon)
My contract with Dean Stoner
isn't worth the paper

it's written on now.

Get us out of here,
Foley, quickly.

[instrumental music]

I still can't believe
he was the robot.

Yeah, to fool you, he really
must have been perfect.

Oh, he was.

[theme music]