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Stop for more. He's in charge of your personal security.

Nice to meet you, Governor. If it'll put your mind at ease, three pounds of high

-strength steel fabric. And if we can control the human emotions, we can make

man into the perfect species he should have been. This is Quaid.

Place the chip now.

It's the ultimate expression of technology.

A human robot.

Come on in.

with wet world 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 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 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.

We're at police headquarters, where the suspension of Officer Ned Wilson, who's

been a member of the department for over 15 years, has created a controversy.

With me here is Sergeant Al Benedict of the Patrolman's Benevolent Association.

Sergeant, what do you think of the alleged murder that Officer Wilson is

involved in? Murder?

The protester came after him with a club.

Wilson got a raw deal with self-defense.

Sergeant Green, what do you think? Captain Nicholson has no right to

suspend Wilson under these circumstances.

Let me tell you something else.

If Wilson isn't reinstated soon, there's going to be a lot of sick cops in this

team. Thank you. Captain Nicholson.

Do you have any comment on the suspension?

It's standard operating procedure to suspend an officer pending the outcome

of the investigation.

Anything else?

Yeah. It cost me a good cop.

Your entire plan depends on keeping that team intact.

Disruptions will only jeopardize it. No, they won't break up.

None of them are willing to risk the public embarrassment of having another

unit take over their work.

They're too proud of their own service record.

If there's one human emotion I can always count on to be consistent, it's

pride.

Take a little advice from an old friend.

Put this thing out of your head for tonight.

You and Liz have a nice, quiet evening at home.

You're right, Ed.

Thanks.

Don't move I'll get an ambulance

Get ready, Patrick.

Magnify.

This is Quaid.

Place the chip now.

Make sure you don't damage my listening device.

If this experiment works, it opens up a whole new frontier for me.

We wouldn't have to spend the time and energy building and programming robots.

We could take over the existing raw material, so to speak, and improve upon

it.

Who says you can't improve upon the human nature?

I've got something to show you two.

It's nothing. It's a fiber bundle. Where'd you get that?

Police lab. They found out where Nicholson was attacked.

Then it's one of Quaid's robots.

Did they check him out yet?

Yeah, it's a 432L component.

That's a visual cortex assembly.

Yeah, except this one's been vastly improved.

It transmits thousands of simultaneous two-way signals between the robot's eye

assembly and the computer, the same way a tiny telephone wire can carry 10,000

calls at once. And the result is perfect coordination and lightning-fast

reflexes. It sounds like a maximum-strength robot.

But they usually get the job done.

And that's what's bothering me.

If this robot was programmed to kill, there's no way that Nicholson could have

defended himself.

Then Quaid didn't want Nicholson killed, only incapacitated.

You think they might have wanted to replace him with a robot?

Nicholson.

Well, if that was the objective, why?

And did he succeed?

Since we talked to Captain Nicholson...

The case has taken a bizarre turn.

We learned that Captain Nicholson was the victim of a brutal attack as he

returned home after our interview.

Although the department issued the usual no comment comment, your report had

learned that the assailant was still at large.

What is not known, however, is whether the alleged attack on Nicholson is in

any way connected with the disposition of the Wilson suspension.

This is one time when the security unit seems to be making more headlines than

the celebrated men and women it has assigned to protect.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm getting along.

How about you?

Oh, same old problem. I couldn't fall asleep without you. Yeah, well, I think

tomorrow night we'll both be sleeping a lot.

Got some more good news.

Mrs. Rogers called, and the papers have been approved.

Okay.

Okay.

So we'll really be a family now, huh? As of Friday, the status of our kids

changes from foster to adopted.

Oh, man, I gotta get out of here so we can really celebrate.

I didn't think you'd mind if we started early.

I'm sorry to disturb the celebration, Captain, but I have some blood tests to

do. Oh, I'll wait outside.

Any better.

One patient in here is enough.

This is our proof, John.

Robots don't bleed.

At least we know Nicholson's still Nicholson. But we don't know why or for

how long.

All right, Pam, call Oppenheimer. Put in a high-level call to Nicholson. I want

him briefed about everything that's going on before I go to see him.

And then set up surveillance on him.

Just in case Quaid tries to move in on him again.

Anything else, Master?

All right.

I got carried away.

Well, was there anyone else on the force who knew where you were going? Anyone

could have known or found out.

Look, Moore, I may have my share of enemies in the department, but I can't

believe any one of them would try to kill me. But maybe murder wasn't on

their mind.

I suppose they were trying to replace me with a robot, too. Why not?

You're head of security for high-ranking visitors to this city.

You can get close to anyone and without suspicion.

Important visitors for this year have already been through.

Foreign dignitaries, presidential candidates.

Is there anyone else due in?

Governor Harper, he's coming in for a TV debate.

He probably timed that attack on you to coincide with the governor's visit.

Quaid, he never leaves anything to chance.

You don't even know for sure it's Harper.

Yes, but it's an assumption we can't overlook.

You know, I find all this hard to believe.

Especially a robot trying to infiltrate my team.

Yeah, I know.

I know. But our Delos computers triangulated one of Quaid's

transmissions directly to police headquarters.

There's no doubt about it. There's a robot. Now, we just have to find out who

it is. Moore, the governor's going to be here in 48 hours.

There's over 100 men on my team.

You got room for one more?

Hey, Moore.

You're not looking too good, are you?

I'm a cop, not a stunt rider.

A cop?

Yeah, I guess you flakes from internal security are cops.

But you're not one of us.

Listen, lady, I was assigned to this unit. All I want to do is my job.

All we want to do is ours.

But every time one of you dudes show up, we have to think twice about pulling our

guns, or we wind up before a board of inquiry.

That means we spend more time protecting the punks.

And the victims?

Benedict, I'm in the same spot as you are.

I'm just taking Wilson's place, that's all.

Oh, I wonder who will be taking yours.

How much do you think Moore knows?

Not nearly enough.

You know, we may have a problem. It's causing a great deal of dissension.

A problem?

Let me explain something to you.

The best way to keep the group together is for them to have a common enemy.

Now, John Moore fits the bill perfectly.

He's an outsider.

They already dislike him.

And most importantly, their animosity will keep him distracted.

You're transmitting with Moore on the premises?

Aren't we taking a risk?

Perhaps, but I have to make an adjustment. I must reach my robot at the

police station. This is Quaid.

When did it start? Just now. Get me Moore.

Officer John Moore, telephone please.

Officer John Moore, telephone.

Hello, Officer Moore.

John, a coded transmission being broadcast to police headquarters.

Must be from Quaid to his robot. Get on it.

Yeah,

well, we better check inside.

Let's make sure nobody beat us there.

See, I told you Mr. Moore was clever.

Why, he couldn't follow the path I set for him any better than if I blazed a

trail.

Shouldn't I send the robot up after him?

No.

No, I want the machine held as a backup.

I want to test my new technology.

Reverse the polarity and send my instructions to Mr. Nichols.

He's responding well.

What's his first mission?

To make it Moore's last.

He's subconsciously fighting the signal.

A man with a strong nature.

Keep monitoring the polarity level. It'll be interesting to see how high it

goes before he obeys. If he obeys.

Oh, he will, Patrick. He will.

It's more compulsive than a hypnotic suggestion.

big fella. I'm looking for Officer Moore.

I'm up here. What is it?

Oh, hi. I'm Pamela Williams from Newsview Magazine.

I'd like to talk to you.

All right.

Hey, look out!

Mike!

What happened? I don't know. I... I got dizzy. I...

I fell against the light.

Lucky interruption, Pamela.

But the important thing is the chip worked perfectly this time.

No, there's too much at stake to rely on a single success. I think a few more

experiments will be necessary.

I hope I didn't catch you at the wrong time.

Timing couldn't have been better. I was on my way down anyway.

I understand you're the officer replacing Lieutenant Wilson.

My readers would be interested in your point of view about his suspension.

Well, it's what the review board thinks is what matters.

She's asking your opinion, Moore.

Yeah, Moore.

How do you feel about it?

Look, my feelings don't matter, Benedict.

I do my job within the rules.

Would you guys mind if I hang out here for a while?

I want to make sure you get a fair shake.

Sure.

If you want to know how it really is, just ask us.

Great. They're using the old police good guy, bad guy routine so Pamela can

ingratiate herself with the unit. Mr. Quaid, I think you should see this. We

may have a problem with the doctor's office.

I don't know what happened.

It's like I can't even remember why I went up on the catwalk.

We got a big assignment coming up. I'm thinking maybe I should take myself off

duty. If Nicholson leaves the unit, it'll ruin everything.

This is Quaid. Reassure Nicholson immediately.

Move to blank tape 17 in the spontaneous mode.

Repeat the following instructions to him.

I wouldn't worry about it.

It's perfectly normal to feel a little disorientation after a blow to the head.

Everything else checks out.

You haven't had any headaches or other symptoms, have you? No.

Sometimes I feel like I'm jackaling high.

I can't believe it's me.

Trust me, your head's just fine. The worst thing you could do is to quit now.

You'll be able to do your job. Just relax and don't worry about it.

It's just an ordinary response to pressure.

Grange work was Wilson's detail. That makes it mine.

Why not the firing range?

Death is for rookies. And a security team with a blemish. Riley, we're booked

in five minutes.

What is death?

Development and evaluation firearms training.

Hope you like home movies.

Nice move, Mr. Moore.

Fascinating. But how does it work?

The film simulates actual street conditions.

Like, under what circumstances do we fire? And if we do, do we hit our

suspect? And are we still alive?

I don't see any bullet holes.

We use wax bullets fired against a circuited grid, which is also the

screen.

Excellent, Moore.

Damn near perfect.

A sensor system connects the grid to a computer. The printout gives us the

results.

Beginners left more?

Excuse me.

Quaze robots use heat sensors to track their targets, kind of like air-to-air

missiles.

And since the screen has no heat, the temperature's the same all over.

So the one we're looking for couldn't possibly hit a protected image. Right.

Halt!

I said halt!

What was that all about?

What happened?

Oh, boy.

Is there a chance of fixing this? Yeah.

But it'll take weeks.

Nice move, Mr. Quaid.

Hey, I don't know what happened.

Somebody must have replaced the wax with live ammo.

Well, none of the others have been replaced.

I'll check with supplies, see who made the delivery.

Right.

Let me see it, Vicki.

You don't think that I... Procedure.

That's your favorite word.

You can dust those for Prince Mike, but you'll come up empty.

Somebody's got a weird sense of humor.

My money's on Moore.

He switched the ammo when he loaded his weapon.

Why would he do that?

He's afraid that we'll not shoot him.

How are you feeling, Mike?

What?

Back at the theater, you said you were feeling dizzy.

Yeah.

I was feeling fine until this happened.

Now I feel lousy.

And I'm going to feel even worse when I try to explain it upstairs.

Procedure?

Yeah.

My favorite word.

Anybody could have switched that bullet.

It might have been a coincidence that Vicki was firing.

I was hoping I'd be able to enjoy myself this evening, but now I guess I'll have

to get this finished.

An article in favor of the police position?

For the benefit of your biker friend, Benedict.

Yeah, Benedict.

I'm beginning to think he's got copper in his veins instead of blood.

Well, we'll know for sure in the morning.

I fed him that line about needing his expert opinion. We're meeting at the

pool.

Robots don't tan.

Aren't you clever?

This stuff's terrific.

When this hits the stand, Nicholson, I'll have to reinstate Wilson.

Thank you.

You're sitting in the shade. Wouldn't you like to take advantage of the

beautiful sun today?

I can't.

I have this allergic reaction to the sun. It happens just like that.

I get blisters.

And then my blisters get blisters.

Look.

You see what happens?

Let me put some lotion on there.

Well, you do have sensitive skin.

How does that feel?

It's great.

Yeah.

So why don't we just move the umbrella back a little bit? That way I can burn

even more.

Okay, you've made your point.

But let's remember what we're here for.

Right.

Well, this report has everything.

except for the part of the defensive action.

Moore might have put that bullet in there himself to sabotage the system.

That way we couldn't prove ourselves.

But he wanted you to take the test.

Maybe it was someone in your group who was a little nervous about the result.

I've thought about that. It doesn't make sense.

We're a crack team.

And so, from now on, I am really going to be your daddy. Forever and ever.

How about that?

Okay. Bedtime. Kiss your pretty mama.

Take a night to Miss Rogers.

Good night, Mrs. Rogers. Good night.

You both must be very happy after waiting so long for the adoption to be

approved. You can't know how happy. It's been a wonderful year with the kids.

They add so much to our lives.

You're both doing a wonderful thing.

We can't imagine ourselves without them. They're part of us now.

Well, we might as well sign the papers so you can start your celebration.

I think this is what you've been waiting for.

Situation's ideally suited for the human emotions test.

Now, if you'll both sign right there.

Bring it up to level three.

Fighting idiots will powers and pressures increase to maximum level

What's

wrong Nothing

Mike, are you all right?

Yeah, I... I'm just not sure, that's all.

Not sure?

I need time to think about the adoption, about adopting the kids.

What are you talking about?

I just need more time, that's all.

Think of the children.

When does somebody think about me?

Mike. You just get off my back.

Perhaps Mr. Nicholson should have some additional time to make his final

decision.

And we ours.

What's the matter?

I don't know.

I just... Liz.

Liz, I'm sorry.

It's amazing.

The complete reversal of his normal pattern.

And if we can control the human emotions, we can make man into the

perfect species he should have been.

Thank you.

So?

I just spoke to Op.

Quaid hasn't made another move on Nicholson. He's keeping up the

surveillance. And what about Benedict?

His legs blistered. Huh?

But he didn't know anything. Maybe he'll have better luck with Vicky.

Let me give you a hand.

I'll pull my own weight around here more.

Is everything I say to be taken as an insult?

Hey, you got the picture.

What if we got a little distance between us, like, say, the table at the bar

across the street?

The lady just doesn't want to be bothered.

Just trying to be friendly.

We just don't want to be friendly with the stoolies.

Edwards, I told you before, I am just trying to do my job.

We're not stupid.

We have connections, too.

And I've done some checking, and you are not a cop.

What are you talking about? Why don't you tell your friends in internal

affairs about this?

Now, look,

don't I have enough problems around here without you getting into it?

Once more, Edwards, and you're out.

Now, all right, everybody.

Captain wants you all to report to the briefing room in 15 minutes.

There's been a change of plans.

The governor's arriving early. We will meet him in one hour.

Connie, switch over to Channel A and I'll take over the computer.

Hey, come on, Roberts. Anything yet?

We've had him under surveillance for the last 24 hours. There hasn't been a

single transmission either to him or from him. All right, keep on it for now.

If he's a robot, Quaid could be keeping him in silence to avoid detection.

Do you really think Quaid could replace Roberts?

Possibly. And if he did, and if Roberts won the election, he'd have the state in

his pocket.

Stakes are certainly high enough.

That's an understatement.

Think of what he could do, all the state's resources and wealth at his

disposal.

Wouldn't have to worry about being arrested. He would control the courts.

Or get a governor's pardon. How you doing on this test?

We're running them now.

We're running a computer analysis on voice prints of a speech that Roberts

gave an hour ago, compared with past voice prints.

That should give us a definite answer very shortly. Good.

on such short notice. Well, that's all right, Captain. I'm sure you and your

men can handle it.

Talk some more. He's in charge of your personal security.

Nice to meet you, Governor.

We'll be going to your hotel room, and we'd appreciate it if you'd stay there.

Close range.

I always wear it in public.

Thank you for your cooperation, Governor. Every little bit helps.

Thank you. Let's go.

Captain Nicholson.

Did the Governor say anything about the Wilson suspension?

Will he be making any public statements?

Give me the max.

question is... Well, actually, it's a very timely question.

Facts have recently come to my attention that will have a great impact on Officer

Wilson's status.

In fact, they've caused me to drop my recommendation for review board action.

I hope this will help restore the reputation of a fine officer.

A reputation that has been unjustly tarnished.

Thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

You've done it.

The ultimate expression of technology.

A human robot.

Are

you

sure?

Okay, thank you.

Oppenheimer strikeout two.

Worse. Roberts checked out clean.

There goes our theory. I'm running out of intuition. That debate starts in a

few hours and we still haven't any idea who that robot is.

And I'm climbing up a wall.

Why would Quaid want to kill the governor? What could he possibly gain?

The other candidate isn't one of his men.

Well, when you're climbing up that wall, would you try and figure out why Quaid

hasn't made another move against Nicholson? I'm straight on that. He was

trying to mislead us, turn us towards Nicholson while he went another way.

Maybe.

You know, I'm getting worried.

Why?

Because I've never seen you worried like this before.

Mike, are you sure you're okay for this afternoon?

Yeah, why?

Frankly, I've been worried about the way you've been acting lately.

Look, Moore.

Okay, I'll level with you. I was worried, too, a lot. So I went to see

Dr. Marcus.

He said it's a perfectly normal reaction to this kind of injury.

Said I was fine.

That's great.

I'm looking for a Dr. Marcus.

A Dr. Marcus?

Yeah, they said he hasn't been around here all day. You think you could try

his office for me?

What kind of surgeon was he?

A neurosurgeon. He stitched up a minor scalp wound for Mr.

Nicholson.

Thanks very much.

In a few minutes, Governor Eric J. Harper and his opponent, Jim Roberts...

will square off in a debate.

The incumbent, Governor Harper, has been considered a likely candidate for the

presidency in the upcoming national elections.

But first, he must stave off a strong challenge from Roberts, who has been

rising to within a percentage point or two of his lead in the polls.

Governor Harper has survived close calls before, having miraculously recovered

from a near-fatal auto accident a little over two years ago. And he now hopes to

keep his presidential ambitions similarly alive.

They should be about ready.

It's a good thing, too. It hides the devil under those lights.

The metal detector's chipped at the stage door.

I've been expecting you.

Governor.

I'm sorry. I forgot about the bulletproof vest I'm wearing.

I'm sorry, sir. I forgot.

I just picked up a signal on the directional beam.

The robot must be transmitting to Quade. I know it wasn't Edwards. He was

sweating like mad under the studio lights. And robots don't sweat.

That's one down we don't have to worry about.

Look, maybe we can triangulate the source of the signal with another

directional beam.

Okay, you take the parking lot, I'll take the front. We should be able to get

a fix on the signal if they stay on the air long enough.

They'll be homing in on the transmission.

Then it's time for Nicholson to make his move.

But first, recall our robot. Execute tapes 378.

I've got the source at 3 o'clock.

10 o'clock here. He's right in line.

Got him. It's Riley.

Tell Nicholson.

Do not engage.

Take evasive action and draw more away.

I saw it more, but I don't believe it.

Yeah, well, we can relax now.

It's all over.

They say we get back to the governor. How prophetic of Mr. Moore.

Remind me to thank him for his unwitting assistance.

Go to the regular television broadcast, please.

And so I say it's time.

The politicians stopped thinking about themselves while the public still

worried about the issues.

I think we can do better.

Governor Harper, you have three minutes to reply to Mr. Roberts.

It would take much more than three minutes to respond to all of my

opponent's uninformed views.

but let me do the best I can.

I believe my record should speak for itself.

In the last four years, this state has seen unparalleled growth in every area.

Now it's time for our reply.

Activate the oscillator.

Let's talk about our present, our future, about our hopes, our dreams,

and our problems.

When we come to that section...

Mr. Roberts will come in for some considerable covering. I'm sure glad it

was Riley in the trash and not you.

We better tell Oppenheimer.

I'm getting another signal.

The other one was a decoy. It's coming from the stage.

That'll do it. You can load out, Sergeant.

Leave it alone.

Somehow it'll go away.

So we left it alone.

And you know something?

It didn't go away.

It stayed.

And it multiplied.

An irritant became a quandary. A quandary became a problem. A problem

became a crisis.

I need your understanding.

I need your support.

I need your vote.

John, what's next?

John, he's not sweating.

The governor, he's not sweating.

You've got to retain possession of that chip Dr. Marcus inserted.

Nicholson, this is Quaid. Return home. Someone will meet you there.

Pam, stay with him.

It isn't you doing this.

That cut on your head gave Quaid a way of controlling you somehow.

But we can take care of it.

Maximum power.

Nicholson, kill him.

Mike, think of Liz and the children.

You wanted to sign those papers, you wanted those kids, but you wouldn't do

it because Quaid wouldn't let you. Mike, you can still have them.

Don't give in.

Mike, you're going to be turning into everything you have a fort against.

You're going from cop to killer.

It'll be all right, Mike.

You made the right choice.

The chip worked perfectly, Mr. Quaid. What went wrong?

Humans, Patrick.

Humans. Not only are they boring, but they're not to be trusted.

Perhaps you could improve the technology.

Oh, the technology, yes.

The emotions, never. No, it's an unsolvable flaw humans share in common.

No, no, no, no. The project will be shelved.

I can't depend on any technology that isn't 100% reliable.

No, in the future, I'll only use Westworld robots.

Their only thought, feeling, and emotion is mine.

Remember that commentator mentioning that Harper had a near-fatal accident

two years ago? Right. Right. If we check it out, I think we'll find out that that

miraculous recovery was courtesy of Dr.

Marcus. So the governor actually died and Quaid replaced him. Right.

And if Quaid's robot governor would have won that election, Quaid not only would

have had control of the state, but a good chance of reaching the White House

as well.

Well, it's true. Politics makes strange bedfellows.