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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
so sophisticated
it was impossible

to tell them from humans.

Your move.

Suddenly, the robots changed.

Turned into the deadly servants

of their creators, Simon Quaid,
who took them beyond Westworld.

I have an
impregnable army of loyal

and unquestioning troops, I've
placed robots over the world.

He wants it all.

He has a good chance
of getting it with those robots.

Delos, builders of Westworld
must stop Quaid.

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]

[rock music]

[indistinct singing]

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[alarm blaring]

(male on PA)
'First stage alert.'

'First stage alert.'

'We've been hit. Uranium 235,
two canisters, gone.'

'See you at the plant.'

All of us are here
for only one purpose

and that is we must stop
nuclear power plants.

(male #2)
'And I wanna thank
Power and Ruth'

'for bringing their fantastic
musical chorus here.'

(Opp)
'This is obviously the mode
of entry into the plant.'

'And the rock group's bus
was parked right there.'

'- 'The perfect screen.'
- 'We checked their schedule.'

(Opp)
'They were on a tour and stop
at the demonstration on the way'

'to the Sagittarian theater.'

(Pam)
'One of Quaid's robots.'

Had to be, who else could've
infiltrated tight security

overcome the armed guards,
carried off two led bottles

of uranium that weigh
about 400 pounds.

Not to mention
the fatal radiation

had it been a human being.

How much time do we have
before they make it a bomb?

It's hard to say.

(Opp)
'There's two charges
of uranium 235'

'one on the top,
one on the bottom.'

'When these two
are brought together'

'with this
triggering device...'

'...boom.'

Then Quaid's
in business. Why?

According to government
intelligence, Quaid has been

having meetings
with Hakim Fader.

The North African General
who wants to be president.

With a little help
from an atomic bomb

he just might be
able to do it.

What does Quaid get
out of the deal?

Safe haven, once Fader
takes over the country.

Where he'd be outta reach
of legal authorities.

If we know the group's involved
why not have them brought in?

We can't risk tipping them off
and either losing the bomb

or having the robot
exploded to avoid capture.

Then there's a possibility
that the bomb is still there.

We're not sure.
We gotta start somewhere.

We can infiltrate the group, we
can find him before he finds us.

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ How to take love
without abusing ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ How to give respect
without losing it ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ How to take a fall
without using it ♪

♪ Sometimes I think
I'm driven ♪

♪ Driven
like a piece of snow ♪

♪ Driven
like a piston ♪

♪ Driven out of control ♪

♪ Like a loved one
that's missing ♪

♪ I'm driven ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ How to break a bond
without bruising it... ♪

- 'It's weird.'
- What?

Standing and listening to rock
music knowing half the state

could blow up
in one big mushroom.

Now, put that possibility
right out of your mind.

You really think
it's that easy to do?

No, it sounds good.

Pam, I'm gonna go try
and find that uranium

while everybody's busy.

♪ ...driven ♪

♪ Like piece of sand ♪

♪ Driven like a whirlwind ♪

♪ I'm driven ♪

♪ By a stranger's hands ♪

♪ Like a loved one
that's missing ♪

♪ I'm driven... ♪

[intense music]

♪ ...the morning
I lie awake and blink ♪

♪ Into the early light ♪

♪ I'm young enough
to think ♪

♪ To think... ♪

♪ Ay... ♪

[ticking]

[intense music]

[ticking intensifies]

♪ ...driven ♪

♪ Driven
like a piece of snow ♪

♪ Driven like a piston ♪

♪ Driven
out of control ♪

♪ Like a loved one
that's missing ♪

♪ I am driven ♪

Are you Moore or Williams?

- Williams.
- Follow me.

[rock music]

(Pam)
'John's checking their bus
for the uranium canisters now.'

I feel bad with you two sitting
right on top of that stuff.

What's happening at your end?

I got pressure
from the federal boys.

They're getting antsy
plugging up the airports

and twiddling their thumbs

waiting for Quaid
to make his moves.

'They wanna move in right now.'

If they did, they could blow the
whole thing. No pun intended.

'Well, don't worry about that,
I'll keep them at bay.'

I hope we're
on the right track.

You don't have to worry
about that either.

Now, while you were en route,
the triangulation came together

at the concert and Quaid was
transmitting to his robot.

Opp, there are
over a thousand people here now.

We were right in the first place
let's concentrate on the group.

[indistinct singing]

♪ Driven ♪♪

[crowd cheering]

[indistinct singing]

[singing continues]

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[intense music]

[music continues]

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[rock music]

[indistinct singing]

[singing continues]

[intense music]

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- Any luck?
- Yes and no.

I found the canisters,
they were empty.

There's no uranium.

It's gone.
How about you?

Opp called, there was
a triangulation.

One of them
is our man...I think.

[intense music]

[rock music]

[indistinct singing]

[singing continues]

[singing continues]

[crowd cheering]

I wanna take that
number outta the show.

- 'Why? They love it.'
- I hate it.

If something's bugging
you don't lay the trip on me.

- Something is bugging me, okay?
- What my new toy?

Yeah, your new toy.

Do you know how many people get
killed racing stock cars?

You know me, I try something a
few times, I get bored, I quit.

Not this time, I quit.

You can go out,
kill yourself if you wanna.

I'd rather be a divorced lady
than a widowed lady.

What happened to the lady,
who went along with anything?

She grew up.

How many times do we
have to go out skydiving

'tobogganing,
racing speedboats?'

How many kicks do we have to
get? What do we have to prove?

How much money?
How much success?

You're forgetting how hard
we fought to get here.

- Where are we?
- We're at the top of the heap.

Heap of what?

If you're trying to kill
yourself, what are we doing?

We're out doin' one-nighters

recording in a studio,
doing interviews.

We don't have any time
together anymore.

(Ruth)
'What kinda life is that, huh?'

Who are you?

'- 'What are you doing?'
- 'Name's John Moore.'

Your manager sent me here to
take over your public relations.

- He did, did he?
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm supposed to
slow the train down

to get everybody
back on the track.

Turn the image around so we
look like a big, happy family.

One big, happy family, huh?

Well, I wish you
a lot of luck.

- I'll go get some group shots.
- That's good.

Now, that little lady
has a big talent, short fuse.

She just needs
to be handled right.

Now, Mr. Power,
you're in luck.

That's my specialty,
soft music and kid gloves.

I handle the music,
loud or soft

as for kid gloves,
keep your hands in your pockets.

Lady's still my wife, no matter
what you read in the papers.

Alright, let's settle it, guys.

That's 15 minutes I want
you back on the button.

- Oh, the master speaks.
- You got problem, Lingo?

Me? Oh, no way, Jose, but your
wife now she's got the problem.

Back off, man. Ruth's okay,
she's just a little beat.

Slap hands with John Moore
he's our new paper hanger.

(together)
Hey!

'- 'Nice to meet ya.'
- 'Good to meet ya.'

Oh, oh, hey, catch ya later,
John boy, them 15's down to 12.

- See ya.
- See ya.

If you need
anything give a holler.

Thank you, Power.

Howdy. The name's Moore.

I heard, the new PR.

I'm Ryder.

You a sound jockey here?

Yeah, me and Mace there.

And the people movers,
you name it, we go for it.

It's more effective
behind the ears.

Especially at $50 an ounce.

Especially since it is my $50.

'Come on in.'

'Now, that's something
I'll never understand.'

How a beautiful lady like you,
has to buy her own perfume.

Oh, you'd understand, if you
had a husband whose only concern

was you being on stage
and you being in tune.

(Ruth)
'I guess that's why our
friendship means so much to me.'

Terrific.

(Ruth)
'Power.'

Story of my life,
always being hung for sheep.

[intense music]

[music continues]

(Ryder)
'Mace!'

What're you trying
to do? Kill somebody?

If he wasn't
he could've fooled me.

I found him in the truck.
He-he was snoopin' around--

His name's Moore,
he's the new PR.

How was
I supposed to know?

The last gig we played

'some joker made off with
ten grand worth of equipment.'

Mace nearly got fired.

Hey, Moore...

...no hard feelings...

I mean, you're not
gonna tell Power about this?

I was only trying
to do my job.

It's alright.

Just forget it,
I won't tell anybody.

(Moore)
'Anything on the radio scan?'

We picked up this transmission
about two hours ago.

[indistinct radio chatter]

I don't speak gibberish,
at least not that dialect.

(Moore)
'Can you fill me
in on what it means?'

We couldn't break
the scramble code

but Oppenheimer did
a visual on the tracings

and one of them
matched up with Quaid.

How about the other one?

Nothing in the file
we could match up with

but it must be
Quaid's robot.

Triangulation give
us anything?

Point of origin is somewhere
off the coast of North Africa.

So, Quaid's on his
way to meet with Fader.

[instrumental music]

♪ Mama said ♪

♪ I'd get everything I wanted ♪

♪ Mama said
I could get it if I tried ♪

♪ Mama said the world
would be my oyster but ♪

♪ But I can't have
you my mama lied ♪

♪ No I can't have you
mama lied mama lied ♪

♪ I can't have
you my mama lied ♪

♪ I can't have you ♪

♪ Now I've tried and tried ♪

♪ I can't have
you my mama lied ♪

♪ I can't have
you my mama lied ♪

♪ I can't have
you my mama lied ♪

♪ I can't have
you my mama lied ♪♪

[clapping]

Thank you.

Candy.

[Moore clapping]

(female #1)
'I'm sorry, children,
we have to leave now.'

'Oh, now Ms. Avery
will be back again.'

'Form a double line
and walk back to the bus.'

- Bye!
- Bye, hon.

(Ruth)
'Oh, bye.
How's school going on?'

- Good.
- How about with...

Sixth grade okay?

Good.

The children, all of us,
we enjoy your visits very much.

- Thank you, sister.
- Please, come back again soon.

I will
the next time I'm in town.

- Goodbye.
- Bye-bye.

Well, that was mighty
pretty, Ms. Avery.

What are you doing here?

I saw you leave, and followed,
figured it'd make a good story.

You breathe
a word of this

and you're gonna be
looking for another job.

The band doesn't have anything
to do with this, I'm on my own.

That's nothing
to be ashamed of.

It's something I want
to take any bows for either.

I learned a long time ago,
never say no to a lady.

What's the catch?

- Just one.
- What?

No story, one condition.

You let me take
you to lunch, deal?

Deal.

- Alright, so how much is that?
- Two dollars each.

Okay, here you go.

Thank you.

Come on! Come on! Around here.

[indistinct chattering]

Sure, could you give me a pen?

(Ruth)
'Yeah, that's a good one.
What's your name?'

'Beautiful name, yeah.'

Desiree?

'Got a pen?'

(Moore)
'Excuse me.'

Special delivery,
for Ms. Avery, two cold dogs.

(Moore on screen)
'Got some food
for a hungry lady.'

'Come on. Let me
get through here.'

(Quaid on radio)
'Alright, Roberta, make
your move on Moore, now.'

'- 'Excuse me, I've got some--'
- 'Howard. Howard.'

'- 'Oh.'
- 'Excuse me, ma'am.'

'Personally,
I would've thought that a knife'

rather than a bug would've been
more effective planted there.

Foley, for a man
with your background

you have all the sensitivity
of Attila the Hun.

A murder involving Ruth
will bring the police

swarming in and
around the group.

My first priority
is the bomb.

A safe country.

Things must progress
in their natural order.

You're not Power.

Boy, I sure see the advantage
of being a rock star.

Tell me about it.

[intense music]

(Ruth on screen)
'Where was I?'

'You were telling me about
how you and Power got together.'

'Oh, yeah.'

Well, Power already had
the band when I got to know him.

They were makin'
noise around the town.

I started hangin' out,
finally gave me an audition.

(Moore)
'You two have been living
high cotton ever since, huh?'

'Sounds good.
What's the problem?'

Seems like when you can
finally have anything you want

you just don't have
the time to afford it.

(Ruth)
Plus, Power's changed.

(Moore)
How-how do you
figure he's changed?

(Ruth)
He's like a machine,
can't get through to him.

(Moore)
'What about the others?'

(Ruth)
'They've been together
as long as I remember.'

'Except for Ryder, he's new.'

'Mace, he's just muscle
all the way up to his hair.'

Moore, is checking out each
of the group's backgrounds.

All fine musicians.

Not if he digs too deep.

True.

Well, when he gets
to six feet, we'll stop him.

Bobby Joe, he's
a real loner type.

- But what about you?
- Oh, nothing much to tell.

Oh, I don't buy
that for a second.

You don't sound like
the typical PR guy.

That's what the rest
of my clients are gonna say

if I don't get the
cows in before sundown.

Cows? Sundown?

- Back to work.
- Work. Work. Work.

- Thanks.
- Alright.

Bye.

(Power)
'Real friendly fella.'

- Hi.
- For a while it was Ryder.

Now, it's Moore.

They're just friends,
people I can talk to.

Oh, really?

I don't believe it,
you're jealous?

Look, Ruth...

...this is crazy. I mean,
we had such a great thing going.

Going.

'Going gone.'

- Is that how you want it?
- We don't want the same things.

I want a husband
and you want a playmate.

'I want a partner,
you want a co-star.'

I want a family
and you want fans.

So...

Where do we go from here?

We got a tour
to finish, remember?

Pam, how you doin'
with that Geiger counter?

I've been through
almost every guy's room.

And you still look
as fresh as a daisy.

You have
a one-track mind.

You never complained before.

- Anything exciting?
- Nothing.

Including one of them
dressed in a towel

acting like I was some groupie.

Don't worry, I handled it.

I'm sure you did.

But one of them has
got to be the robot.

If it's Spooner or Lingo

Quaid's come up with
some very unusual programming.

So you don't think
it's either one of them?

Trust me.

[indistinct radio chatter]

(Quaid)
'Quite an impressive array
of force, General Fader.'

(Fader)
'For the ordinary
type of equipment...'

'...yes, only the best
in all of North Africa.'

Mr. Quaid.

We've been alerted to stand by
to receive a transmission.

Oh, fine, thank you, Foley.

(Quaid over radio)
'Yes, Ryder.'

The triggering
device is completed.

All I've to do now,
is insert it into the bomb.

Then, you're right
on schedule, good.

The ETA will
be 12 noon tomorrow.

If he's ready,
why do you wait?

Because of the cover I've
arranged to get the bomb out.

How else can we
carry out this plan

with every airport
in the country alerted?

Now, Ryder,
about Mr. Moore.

The bomb is
of the utmost importance

nothing must stop
it's delivery.

(Quaid)
'I'm sure I make myself clear.'

Perfectly.

Thank you, Ryder.

Within 24 hours
you will have your bomb

and you will be
appointing ambassadors.

I will look forward to that.

But...

...you have
certain reservations.

Being the intelligent
man you are

you can't help but wonder

Why is Quaid
willing to turn over

such an awesome weapon
as this to me?

And not retain
control of it himself?"

And rightly so.

A man could not have made
such a spectacular rise

to power as you have, without
possessing a logical mind.

A mind that quickly grasped
the ramifications of having

such an awesome weapon,
at his disposal.

Well, the takeover
of your present government

would be instantaneous.

Overnight, your nation
would be propelled into

the brotherhood
of nuclear powers.

And you, general...

...an international figure
to be reckoned with.

Respected.

Feared.

And you, Mr. Quaid?

It always gets
down to it, doesn't it?

What's in it for me?

A home, general.

A place where I can continue
my work unmolested

and at the same time...

...the opportunity of serving a
man of your caliber as advisor.

Providing you with council.

Scientific knowledge.

And of course the total
and loyal support of my robots.

I am speaking of absolute...

...power.

'But what happens if...'

General, you surprise me.

'You're too perfect
to be replaced.'

As flawless as
my robots might be...

...none could serve
as such a...

...such a fiery leader
as yourself.

- Perhaps you, yourself, might...
- No.

I'm a man of science. I...

I will remain
in the shadows and you...

...you will have
the spotlight.

You will have
the power, general.

And together we will
serve each others needs.

I am a man who believes
in living in the present.

But in this case,
I can't wait for our future.

I wait for that
moment with pleasure.

Thank you, sir.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

[ominous music]

[high pitch whistle]

(Moore)
'You listening, Quaid?'

I assume you wanna
know what I'm up to.

Well, I'll tell you.

(Moore)
'Don't be disappointed
after all you went to.

I'm gonna find your robot, and
then I'm gonna find your bomb

and then I'm gonna find you.

[static]

[intense music]

[music continues]

[device ticking]

[music continues]

Stop!

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

[grunting]

You alright?

[siren wailing]

- How is she?
- A broken arm.

The young man died
before he hit the ground.

It must have come
as quite a surprise.

- Are you the father?
- She's having a baby?

You did know
she was pregnant, right?

What about Ryder?

I've seen people
electrocuted before.

He didn't strike me as any
different than any other human.

Wait a minute, human?

Of course he was human.
What was he supposed to be?

Doctor, I'd like
to take a look at the body.

You were right.
I didn't want to see that.

Well, I'm glad we share the same
physiological diagnosis.

You had me worried
there for a minute.

(female #2)
'Professor, red line,
John Moore.'

(Opp)
'John.'

'What did the computer
check turn up on the group?'

- 'Only one name surfaced.'
- Ryder.

- How did you find out?
- The hard way.

He tried to kill me a while ago.
What I don't understand is why.

'But I know for certain Ryder
is not one of the robots.'

- He didn't steal the uranium.
- But he is on Quaid's payroll.

Look, Ryder is
a brilliant nuclear scientist

with an insatiable taste for
the good life but universities

'don't pay as well as Quaid.'

Yeah, but Ryder
paid more. He's dead.

Too bad, he could've led us to
the bomb. He obviously built it.

And he's probably
handed it over to a robot

for delivery to Fader.

The question is, why is
the robot in a holding pattern?

Why hasn't
he moved with it by now?

Well, he's probably
on a schedule.

And has to wait for a
pre-arranged time for delivery.

We can't let
that delivery take place.

Ryder's dead.

How?

Moore.

Humans.

They always create
such a problem.

Patch me into
Roberta at operations, please.

Ryder was a gentle person.

Sweet, kind.

I'm sure when John
gets back, he'll explain.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Yes, Power.
I'll see.

- 'Hello.'
- Ruth?

Babe, are you okay?

I got my arm in a cast
but it's a clean break.

Listen, I'm on my way
there right away.

(Ruth)
'No, we have to make
that gig in Jamaica.'

See you at
the plane, okay?

That's that.

So how you feelin'?

Okay.

I think one of you
owes me an explanation

about what's
been going down.

Well, it's a little complicated.

Give me the punchline
and I'll figure out the rest.

Alright.

We have to find out which
member of your group is a robot

and where he's hiding
a nuclear bomb.

What?

Ready.

Oh, good.

(Quaid)
'Please advance
5-14 Stage 7.'

'And alter second stripe
to minus 30.'

You're moving
up the schedule?

I can't chance
any further interference.

I want that bomb on the plane
and I want it armed.

Once it's in place no one
would dare get in the way.

[instrumental music]

Where would the bus
and the equipment be?

Probably still
at the hall.

Mace needs
a replacement for Ryder.

Pam, help her pack
and get to the airport.

Where are you going?

Going to have
a little chat with Mace.

[intense music]

Hey, whatcha doing?

[intense music]

[ticking]

[pulsating]

Mace!

Mace, you here?

[intense music]

[device ticking]

How do you feel?

Just like
on opening night.

Scared to death.

Spooner? One hour.

(Spooner)
'I hear you.'

Just don't let on
that you suspect anything.

Try to act normally.

I'll try
but my heart's not in it.

It's in my throat,
choking me.

Wengel, it's Ruth.

Plane leaves
in an hour.

(Wengel)
'No sweat. I'll be there.'

Bobby Lee.

Plane leaves
in an hour.

Bobby Lee,
it's Ruth.

[intense music]

(Ruth)
'What are you doing here?'

Waiting for you.

[pulsating]

We're leaving
a little ahead of schedule.

[device ticking]

Hey! What do you
think you're doing?

He knows exactly
what he's doing.

He's the bomb.

[intense music]

- Oh!
- No!

- Uh.
- Shall we go?

And quietly if you
wanna stay alive.

[intense music]

(Moore)
Pam!

Pam! Pam!

- What happened?
- I'm okay.

- It's Bobby Lee.
- What?

The bomb is built into him.

What happened to Ruth?

He knocked me out
and grabbed her.

I think they went
to the plane.

That's how
they're getting out.

Hey, what's going on?

Take care of
your pretty head.

(Moore)
Get her to a doctor.

From what you've described
the robot is a model G-147.

Yeah, I'm listening.

Alright the miniaturization
re-sectioning

is directly behind
the bi-visionay quad.

Those shades Bobby always wears
aren't just gone Hollywood.

It's a flaw,
but I don't see how

it'll stop that bomb
once it's armed.

I'll talk to you later.

[phone buzzes]
Yeah.

Power, this is Moore.
Now just listen to me.

(Power)
'Moore, what the hell
happened to your accent?'

(Moore)
'Forget the questions
or you and Ruth won't'

'be around to see
that baby she's carrying.'

Baby?

'- Ba...Ruth's...
- 'Yeah, congratulations.'

(Moore)
'Power, this is crucial.'

'Ruth and Bobby Lee
are on their way right now.'

Take off. Stay in the air.
I'll fill you in later.

'- Right.
- 'Do just as the man says.'

Take off now.

Your lives
depend on it.

Would somebody
tell me what--

Power, don't argue
with him.

Do just as he says.

I'll need Ruth
in the co-pilot's seat.

She stays inside with me.

(Bobby)
'Now, call the tower
and get your clearance.'

(Power)
'Black hound 6-5 Charlie.
Ready to taxi.'

(male on radio)
'Roger 6-5 Charlie.'

'Clear to taxi.
Runway 2-5.'

Roger, 6-5 Charlie.

[dramatic music]

[pulsating]

[music continues]

6-5 Charlie ready
to go on runway 2-0-5...

(male on radio)
'6-5 Charlie,
clear for take off.'

There's no place
to go, Moore.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

(Moore)
'Ruth, get in the cockpit.'

(Quaid)
'He's immobilized.'

Move the robot from
visionary to sensory.

[intense music]

[wind whooshing]

[whooshing continues]

[dramatic music]

Bombs away!

[explosion]

It's too late,
Mr. Quaid.

'You know, you always did
have a great sense of timing.'

[instrumental music]

[theme music]