All language subtitles for Beyond Westworld My Brothers Keeper

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.

He's a killer robot. I know how to
handle him. You stay right here.

What are you programmed to do? Kill John
Moore.

It began with Westworld. 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.

There's one heck of 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 width
against Quaid's machine.

Place your bets.

Next shooter.

Easy six.

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 Tull for Lourdes.

Ten thousand.

How deep are you going in? The 200,000.

That's it.

Sorry, Mrs. Stoner. Next shooter, coming
out.

Well, 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.

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.

What?

I'll let the man I work for explain.

Let go. I'm not going anyplace with you.

I don't want to hurt you.

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!

Sorry for the delay.

I flew in from Tulsa as fast as I could.
The policeman there confirmed my

suspicion.

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

Well, how far do you think it could run
with three bullets in your stomach?

It also could have missed.

Point blank?

Bulletproof vest?

With one of these, it wouldn't matter.

And you're convinced it was a robot,
John?

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. 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 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.

Do 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, 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's

outrageously persuasive.

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 a first position.

Well, a police report said that Vincent,
that's the man who owns a gambling

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

Now, this is the officer's description
of the robot.

If it's 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.

Nick Donner?

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're talking

about on the phone?

It's all true.

And 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 to the Super
Bowl, and I'm having problems with my

players.

So if you think I'm going to miss one
practice or 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.

And if you don't hang on to the latter,
style isn't going to matter very much.

You mind if I look around a little?

Cut them up.

Get that stuff out of here.

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?

Can't roll them or shuffle them. It
ain't my game.

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

You've got enough money for 50
lifetimes.

60, the way you spend it.

Not even one the way you do. That's
probably why you're here, right?

Right again, little brother.

200,000, I'll handle it nicely.

Damn it, Dean. When are you going to
grow up?

Tomorrow soon enough.

You know, you keep losing heavy on
heavy.

I'm all off.

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 how much I've 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.

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 whenever you

lost. But I wasn't.

I was just feeding the disease.

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

That way you're going to have to quit.

It must be painful for Ned 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.

A fellow I owe the money to and tended
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.

Everybody take a break.

Foley, can I also see the stadium now?

Yes, the other robot is there.

What are you doing?

Stay low and move back.

You all right? Yeah, yeah, thanks.

You convinced?

Absolutely. All right, you do what I
tell you.

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

Go!

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 an expert, aren't you?

Well, I'm glad to see your ego is in
good shape, considering you taught me

everything I know.

I've set up security on the stadium.

A quake 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.

I'll have a lot more than that exposed.

Five, six, seven, eight, one, two,
three.

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.

The

Rams

made it to the Super Bowl. Now it's our
turn, right?

We got the best defense.

Right?

The best offense.

Well, I'm ready to go, Chief.

Good. Keep your eyes open and learn how
while I play.

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.

keep together, kids.

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

seven, eight.

One, two, three.

A 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.

Smile. Personality. There's a lot of
people out there. Let's do it.

Put a lot of work in this. Make it look
good.

That's it.

Get him up in the air, all right.

Looks like he ain'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?

Oh, I'm beginning to love 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.

Found our Trojan horse.

Are you all right?

I 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.

Then I could 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?

Certainly aren't confident.

He must be a Sagittarius.

Right.

You believe in astrology?

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

Take him for instance.

Clyde. He's a Taurus. It's a ball.

Oh, you're not kidding.

Never say move 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 Roth.

We'll talk about him later.

Later. Eight o'clock? You bet.

Hey, you're not that good, you hear me?
You are not that good. I realize I'm on

the orders from Mr. Stone 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
glamour boys, why don't you go and work

out the routines like everybody else?

You understand?

Front line winner, seven. Pay the line.

Grab that hard way over there, Charlie.

That big eight.

Here, we're looking for a point. That's
the man.

Eight. It's a hard eight. Pay the hard
eight. Eight is the point.

You'll best go.

Eight is the point.

How much, Charlie?

Dean Stoner?

Yeah.

Name's 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.

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

He only deals in sure things.

What's that got to do with me?

Looks like he wants to take over Stoner
Oil.

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,
okay?

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?

Signed over 51% of stoner oil.

If I ever took over.

Don't 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 two in ten on himself.

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

What can I do?

You can help me find Quaid.

Why?

Robot.

I really did sign Nick's death warrant.

Where are you going?

You 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.

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.

The last few days he's been keeping to
himself, you know, like he doesn't want

anybody around him.

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, uh...

I do have a personal question.

What?

How do you like your eggs?

Fried. Big 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... 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.

Good night, 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.

There are 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.

Play things 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.

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 it 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.

1, 2, 3, 4, don't rush, 7, 8, 1, 2, 3,
4, 5, 6,

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

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

Will you stop it?

Why are you using him so much?

Roth has to be ready.

In case it'll happen to you.

Mr.

Moore, we just had a call from Dean
Stoner. And what did he say?

Says he wants you to meet him at the
Tulsa Hotel.

Says it's urgent.

Pam, baby.

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

Settle for next time.

Do 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.

What are the odds am I making it?

Look, 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.

Nah, I don't think so.

Little brother, you were right to cut me
out.

I don't even enjoy gambling anymore, you
know. It's like a rash.

Feels good when your first scratch
pretty soon all does hurt like hell.

Huh, 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'd try, instead of
five minutes, we'd be right back at each

other's throats.

I'd lay three to one on it.

That'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 had some pride.

I've always been more fearful of fear
than what I've actually been afraid of.

There you go.

Thanks.

But you're right, John.

Football game isn't worth dying over.
I'll watch it on TV. That way the

security can be more effective.

What's wrong?

I'm wondering about security altogether.

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's 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?

press conference.

Together now.

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

seven. All right, all right, kids. All
right, take a break.

That'll do a little game time. Thank you
very much.

If I were you, I'd practice.

Wouldn't hurt you. Okay?

You hamster, look what you've done. I'm
wounded.

Blood? Of course there's blood. What did
you expect? What, do 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. Do me a

favor. Stop following me.

Got anything?

A start. I haven't been able to
unscramble at all. Let's hear the tape.

The rest is still gibberish.

Let's keep at it.

I still think it's too dangerous for you
to be this close to the action.

I have no choice.

Take a breath.

Maybe for the season.

Hold on to it. Try your hands.

We have just seen a fortuitous
demonstration, Foley.

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

Thanks for the memory.

What do you have?

Three words.

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. He got mad.

John. What?

The end called to throw a bullet.

Missile.

Missile.

But that would be murder. You said it
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.

The 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 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 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.

Here's one 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.

Ruined my career, my whole life.

This is Quaid. Get out of there now.

Everyone stay back.

This is Quaid.

Skip immediately to tape 71.

Your target is visionary.

Kept the man in front of you.

with Dean Stoner isn't worth the paper
it's written on now.

Get us out of here fully quickly.

I still can't believe he was the robot.

Yeah, fool you. He really must have been
perfect.

Oh, he was.