All language subtitles for beyond westworld 2

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

When you made that
deal with Quaid,

you may have signed your
brother's death warrant.

Why would he possibly
want to kill me?

Have you checked the
price of oil lately?

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

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

could have changed so much.

There's a killer robot.

I know how to handle him.

You stay right here.

[STATIC]

What are you programmed to do?

Kill John Moore.

NARRATOR: It began
with Westworld.

3, 2, 1--

activate now.

NARRATOR: A
futuristic playground

where people could act
out their fantasies

with robots so sophisticated
it was impossible to tell them

from humans.

Your move.

[GUN SHOT]

NARRATOR: 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 placed robots
all over the world.

He wants it all.

He has one heck of a
good chance of getting it

with those robots.

NARRATOR: 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.

[CHATTER, SHOUTING]

Place your bets.

[CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

Easy six.

Place your bets.

[STATIC]

$5,000 on [INAUDIBLE].

Easy six.

Nine, looking for a
nine, nine's 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 Lourdes.

[CROWD GROANS]

Seven!

Tap out.

The line loses.

$10,000.

Place your bets.

How deep are you going in?

The 200,000, that's it.

Sorry, Mr. Stoner.

Next shooter, coming out.

These are his markers.

But I still don't get it.

What?

Why?

Why I backed a loser?

Your college education.

You know I've been
running gambling

joints for a long time.

I'll tell you one thing,
he sure talks good.

But I'll bet he runs faster.

That's all right.

I'll keep an eye on him.

[STATIC]

Tough luck--

I saw you at the game.

You a loser, too.

No-- 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 any
place with you.

I don't want to hurt you.

Then let go!

I'm not going any
place with you!

Come on, man!

Let go!

Hold it right there!

I said hold it right there!

I'm warning you!

[FIRES GUN]

[GUNFIRE]

[STATIC]

Sorry for the delay.

I flew in from Tulsa
as fast as I could.

The police there
confirmed my suspicions.

They'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've missed.

Point blank?

Bullet proof vest?

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

And you're convinced
it was a robot?

No question about it.

How nice to see you.

Thank you so very
much for coming.

All right.

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.

Again, 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 at the present
you have 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%

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.

Wait a minute.

This could mean
millions of dollars.

Or not a quarter.

The only way I
get the company is

if something happens to Nick.

No there is another
possibility, the one

that I'm willing to bet on.

You see, I firmly
believe that two

brothers cannot stay strangers.

Someday they will forget their
past differences 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 will
have to deal with my associate

here.

And he is outrageously
persuasive.

All right.

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.

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 the other son

Nick in the first position.

Well, the police report
said that Vincent, that's

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.

[CAR ENGINE RUNNING]

[CAR DOOR CLOSING]

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 Quaid, a man I
never even heard of,

why would he possibly
want to 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 we think Quaid
bought up his IOU.

Quaid, robots,
programming-- you

really believe all that stuff
you told me about the phone?

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

And my team's on the
way the Super Bowl.

And I'm having problems
with my players.

So if you think I'm going to
miss one practice and the game

on Sunday, you got
another thing coming.

I don't intend to run scared.

And I'm definitely not going
to change my lifestyle.

Nick, it's not your
style I'm so interested in.

It's your life.

If you don't hang
on to the latter,

your style isn't going
to matter very much.

You mind if I look
around a little?

[GRUNTING]

Go ahead.

Tighten him up.

Get that stuff out of here!

Mr. [INAUDIBLE]?

Hey, little brother.

For the price of that
suit you're ruining,

you could hire yourself
three more hands.

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

No, thanks.

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

I never could understand why
you want to work so hard.

You got enough money for
50 lifetimes, 60 the way

you spend it.

Not even one the way
you do, which is probably

why you're here, right?

Right again, little brother.

$200,000 will handle it nicely.

Damn it, Dean.

When are you going to grow up?

Tomorrow soon enough?

Yeah.

You keep losing heavier
and heavier and more often.

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

His brother's always paid
off his debts before.

Before is not now.

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

You know much I
laid out for you?

I appreciate that.

You can be easy.

This is the last time.

I bet.

You know what I did?

What's that?

I joined Gamblers Anonymous.

You what?

That's right.

See I wanted to find
once and for all

what was ruining your life.

Well, I found out I
was at fault, too.

You see, I thought I was doing
the right thing by helping you

out when you lost.

But I wasn't.

I was just feeding the disease.

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

that way you're going
to 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.

I know you're tired
of bailing me out.

But this is kind of 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,
and get to live them all.

Hey, Dean!

You know how I feel about you.

Sure I do.

You love me like a brother.

All right, everybody
take a break!

Foley, can I also
see the stadium now?

Yes.

The other robot is there.

FOOTBALL PLAYER (ON
TV): Ready, break!

[PLAYER CHATTER]

Hey!

[SIRENS SOUNDING]

What are you doing?

Stay low and move fast!

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, thanks.

You convinced?

Absolutely.

And you'll do what I tell you?

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

Go!

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Well.

I'm confused.

Do we kiss or shake, boss?

We leave the past where it is.

Professor
Oppenheimer brief you?

Down to the last transistor.

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

I need help.

You're an expert, aren't you?

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

considering you taught
me everything I know.

FOOTBALL PLAYER: Set.

Hut!

Hut!

Hut, hut!

Hut!

[PLAYER CHATTER]

Set up security
on the stadium.

Quaid could strike from
anywhere, even the field.

All that security
should keep the robot out.

I think it's
too late for that.

My hunch is it's already in.

And that's where I come in.

Yeah, I want you to watch
Danny and the cheerleaders.

Get a line on the players.

Keep your eyes and ears
exposed to everything

that happens on that field.

We'll have a lot
more than that exposed.

5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, come on, let's go.

7, 8, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2.

[PLAYERS SHOUTING, GRUNTING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

The Rams made it
to the Super Bowl.

And now it's our turn, right?

[CHEERING]

Quiet.

We got the best defense, right?

[CHEERING]

The best offense.

But 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.

CHEERLEADING COACH: 1, 2, 3, 4--

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

[CHEERING]

How are you?

[INAUDIBLE].

How's it going?

It's quiet.

CHEERLEADING COACH:
Keep together kids.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3-- a lot of people
out there watching you.

6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6--
let's keep it together!

Move the pom poms.

And smile, personality-- there's
a lot of people out there.

Let's do it!

[POM POMS SWISHING]

Come on.

Put a lot of work in this.

Make it look good!

That's it!

Get this-- that's--
get 'em up in the air.

Right.

Looks like he hasn't
got a bone in his body.

Yeah.

That's what I was thinking.

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.

While I was with Westworld
and still under the delusion

that science and not money
was humanity's first priority.

What do you think John
Moore intends to do?

I'm beginning to
loathe that name.

Roberta?

Yes, sir.

Go to tape 41, please.

This is a top priority.

You are to return immediately
and activate model 618.

Basic tape structure
is sufficient.

Wipe out stripes 3, 8, and 14,
and program with the new data

you have on Pamela Williams.

Have Lawrence structure
and program likeness,

attitude, and character.

Compute how long that
will take, please.

The model will be
ready and functioning

in nine hours 38 minutes.

Excellent.

Thank you, my dear.

We found our Trojan horse.

Hey, catch!

Are you all right?

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 a dressing room.

I'm really sorry.

I only act that way
in this uniform.

Away from here,
I'm basically shy.

Please accept my apologies.

It's all right.

You think I'd
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?

Eight o'clock?

You certainly are confident.

You must be a Sagittarius.

Right.

You believe in astrology?

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

Take him, for instance.

[INAUDIBLE]?

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 from the
way they normally were,

you'd notice it right away.

Because it's not in their
sign, see what I mean?

Mike Ross-- we'll
talk about him later.

Later?

8:00.

You bet.

Hey, you're not that good.

You hear me?

You are not that good.

I realize I'm under
orders from Mr. Stoner

to let you work with my girls.

But it's my reputation
that's on the line.

If you can't cut it, you're out.

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

Instead of flirting around
with all the glamor boys,

why don't you go and
work out the routines

like everybody else?

You understand?

[CHATTER]

Eight.

It's a hard eight.

Stay with the hard eight.

[CHATTER]

Are you Stoner?

Yeah.

I'm John Moore.

I'm a friend of your brother's.

On an errand of mercy?

No.

I want to talk to you about
that IOU Simon Quaid bought.

Nothing to talk about.

Quaid's a gambler, like me.

Mm-mm.

He's no gambler, and
he's not like you.

He only deals in sure things.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, it looks like he
wants to take over Stoner Oil.

Ha ha.

Over Nick's dead body.

Exactly.

What are you talking about?

Well, when you made
that deal with Quaid,

you may have signed your
brother's death warrant.

Look.

Nick and I have
never been close, OK?

Probably the only thing we
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% of Stoner
Oil, if I ever took over.

But you see, there's
only one way you can.

Look, Dean, sometimes
a man gets himself

into a spot where all he can
think about is how to survive.

He doesn't see all
the other people

around him getting maimed.

He gets 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!

Get his feet!

Come on, Dean!

I really did sign
Nick's death warrant.

Where you going?

- He can help me find Quaid.
- Oh, no.

It's too dangerous.

He's a killer robot.

I know how to handle him.

You stay right here.

Better me than you.

Sorry, John.

Oh!

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, like he doesn't
want anybody around him.

Hey.

I don't believe it.

I'm beginning to
feel like a gossip.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Sorry?

I 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--

Oh, 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.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Thank you for a
wonderful evening, Earl.

Goodnight, Pam.

Good night.

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

were in a row.

If you could look at Delos
in 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,

at least the most effective.

Let me show you.

Foley?

[STATIC]

Hello, Pam.

How do you like
the way you look?

I have to remember to
keep my mouth closed.

It's unattractive when I gawk.

How did you put her
together so quickly?

I already had most of
the tapes programmed.

It's 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.

CHEERLEADING COACH: 1, 2,
3, 4, don't rush, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[THUD]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[CLAPPING]

[LAUGHTER]

Look.

You want me out of here.

I'll go.

Just say it.

Earl, will you stop it?

Why are you using him so much?

Roth has to be ready in
case something happens to you.

Grow up.

Mr. Moore?

I just had a call
from Dean Stoner.

And what did he say?

He says he wants you to
meet him at the Tulsa Hotel.

Says it's urgent.

Pam, maybe--

[STATIC]

Pam, Dean's in trouble.

I want you--

Pam!

Pam!

What's the matter?

We'll settle for
Nick's daughter.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

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.

Are you switching to
your emergency charge?

I'll have more than
enough time left.

Left to do what?

The plans have changed.

I'm going to kill you.

His plexus is
in his left side.

[STATIC CRACKLING]

What are the odds
of my making it?

Well, the guy in the hall
says about a thousand to one.

Sucker bet.

Come on.

It's just a slight concussion.

You'll be throwing sevens
before you know it.

No, 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.

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.

It's a sucker bet.

It's a mess in there.

Joe, how long do
you think it'll take?

Problem is to find the right
wire to attach 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 tell us

how Quaid intends to kill Nick.

Nothing personal, Pam.

Enough is enough.

A girl has some pride.

FOOTBALL PLAYER: Set, hut!

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
worth dying over.

I'll watch it on TV.

That way the security
can be more effective.

What's wrong?

Well, I'm wondering
about security

all together, about how Quaid's
robot will make its move.

What do you mean?

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 got to 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 is
not involved in this.

How's he doing?

He's on the mend, patched up.

Like you two, huh?

I got a new motto,
live and let live.

No pun intended, all right?

I got a press conference.

Together, 1, 2,
3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7--

all right.
All right, kids.

All right.

Take a break.

That'll do till game time.

Thank you very much.

If I were you, I'd practice.

Wouldn't hurt you, OK?

[GLASS BREAKING]

[INAUDIBLE].

Look what you've done!

I'm wounded!

Blood?

Of course there's blood.
What did you expect?

What?

You think I'm one of those
dumb football dinosaurs that

doesn't know when he's hurt?

Come on.

Leave me alone, will you?

Don't touch me.

Just don't touch me.

And do me a favor.

Stop following me!

Got anything?

A start--

I haven't been able
to unscramble it all.

Let's hear the tape.

[TAPE REWINDING]

[TAPE PLAYING]

MAN (ON TAPE): You're right.

[STATIC]

The rest is still gibberish.

Let's keep at it.

[TAPE STOPS]

[TAPE REWINDING]

[TAPE PLAYING]

MAN (ON TAPE): Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

[STATIC]

Missile.

Build.

[TAPE STOPS]

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.

[PLAYER CHATTER]

FOOTBALL PLAYER: 223!

FOOTBALL PLAYER: 223!

FOOTBALL PLAYER (ON TV): Set!

Hut!

Hut!

[PLAYERS GRUNTING]

FOOTBALL PLAYER (ON TV): Out!

FOOTBALL PLAYER
(ON TV): Hey, man,

What the heck are you doing?

I mean, I'm only 10 yards away.

How do you expect me
to hold onto a bullet?

No, hands-- you should
have held on to it.

Try your hands.

We have just seen a
fortuitous demonstration, Foley.

[TAPE PLAYING]

[STATIC]

MAN (ON TAPE): Missile.

Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

Missile.

Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

Missile.

Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

[TAPE REWINDING]

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

Hm.

Thanks for the memory.

What do you have?

Three words.

[TAPE PLAYING]

[STATIC]

MAN (ON TAPE): Missile.

Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

Missile.

Build.

[INAUDIBLE]

[TAPE STOPS]

[SIGHS] Any ideas?

On the field just now,
Roth through a football.

Well, he's
supposed to do that.

He threw it so hard, the
end couldn't hold on to it.

He got mad.

John?

What?

The end called
the throw a bullet.

Missile.

Missile!

But that would be murder.

You said it had
to be an accident.

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 up in the air.

The coach will have
to make that decision.

Come on, Nick.

You run this team.

Who's it going to be?

Roth or [INAUDIBLE]?

Well, they're both top men.

[CAMERA SNAPPING]

[STATIC]

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

Quarterbacks are like actors.

The public expects outbursts
of temperament from them,

especially if they
feel threatened.

And I'm washed up at 34?

Is that it?

I carry you 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!

But here's a piece of
meat you're not going

to be feeding off of anymore.

Earl, just settle down.

You hear me?

Shut up!

You're through.

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

You ruined my career,
my whole life!

[THUD]

This is Quaid.

Get out of there now.

Everyone, stay back!

This is Quaid.

Skip immediately to Tape 71.

Your target is visionary.

Get the man in front of you.

[ELECTRICAL STATIC]

[LIGHTS EXPLODING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

My contract with Stoner
isn't worth the paper

it's written on now.

Get us out of here,
Foley-- quickly.

I still can't believe
he was the robot.

Yeah.

To fool you, he really
must have been perfect.

Oh, he was.

[MUSIC - THEME, "BEYOND
WESTWORLD"]

[LION ROARING]