All language subtitles for Westworld S01E03 XviD-AFG.Eng

I know you think
you got a handle on what this

Is gonna be.

You have no idea.

Do you remember our
last conversation, dolores?

Yes, of course.

And you haven't told anyone
about our little talks?

Have i done something wrong?

There's something different
about you.

About the way you think.

The hosts are suppose to stick
to their scripts.

This isn't a minor
improvisation.

We retired the
two hosts in question.

If this is not a dissident
episode,

Then whatever abernathy had
could be contagious.

The photograph alone

Couldn't caused
that level of damage.

You think it's sabotaged?

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Bring yourself back online.

Hello.

Has anyone else
interacted with you

In a diagnostic
since our last conversation?

No.

I have been cleaned
and serviced three times.

No diagnostics.

And you haven't told anyone
of our conversations?

You told me not to.

Good.

I brought you a gift.

I used to read...

This story
to my son at night.

I thought
you might enjoy it.

Try...

Try...

This passage.

"dear, dear,

How queer
everything is today.

And yesterday,
things went on
just as usual.

I wonder if i've been
changed in the night."

Does that passage
make you think of anything?

It's like
the other books
we've read.

How so?

It's about change.

Seems to be
a common theme.

I guess people
like to read

About the things
that they want the most

And experience the least.

Your son...

Where is he now?

Nowhere that you
would understand, dolores.

Perhaps that's why i enjoy
our conversations so much.

Analysis.

Why did you ask me
about my son?

We've been talking
for some duration

And i haven't asked you
a personal question.

Personal questions
are an ingratiating scheme.

I see.

Continue, dolores.

"was i the same
when i got up
this morning?

I almost think
i can remember feeling
a little different.

But if i'm not the same,
the next question is...

Who in the world am i?"

( distant screaming
echoes )

Do you remember?

No! No! No!

Why don't we reacquaint
ourselves, dolores?

Start at the beginning.

Ready?

Thank you so much.

Morning, cowboy.

Move it! Let's go.
Get up there!

Come on!
Stand right here.

shit.

You really ought
to talk to someone

About your poster,
horace.

That likeness
is a crime in itself.

I'm gonna
tend to my nag.

You deal with him.

Ready my pay.

No, no.
Get up there.

Don't no man shoot,

Or i'll send her
to unction.

Any of you
don't believe it

Are welcome to read
my biography there.

Come on!
Let's go.

No!

Oh, i bet you're juicy
as a freshwater clam.

You okay?

Nice shot, amigo.

You got grit.

Hey,
i'm riding out tonight.

Looking for desperados.

Could cut you in
if you're amenable.

Someone get
the minister down here

For what's left
of the deputy.

Sure i can't
tempt you inside?

Just to express
my gratitude.

Holy shit.

You popped your cherry.

I thought you said
we couldn't get shot.

Yeah, well,
we can't get killed.

Wouldn't be much of a game
if they can't shoot back.

But how do you feel, hmm?
Alive?

A little tight
in the pants?

She was terrified.

That's why
they exist, man,

Is so you get
to feel this.

Come on.
Let's go put some memories
in that spank bank.

Trust me,
you will thank me

After you've been married
to my sister for a year.

Actually, i have
something different in mind.

What?

That?

Well, you've been
preaching nonstop

About all the narratives
in the park,

But all you've done
since we've arrived

Is fuck
and drink, so...

I'm waiting
for the good stuff.

This bounty is...

Jv shit.

Then stay here.

I want a little adventure.

I've been looking for you.

I got a late start
this morning.

Didn't get much sleep
last night.

Forgive me
if i'm not sympathetic

To the fluctuations
of your sleep cycle,
mr. Lowe.

Ford taking over
the narrative launch
at the 11th hour

Has made the board...
Uneasy.

Just the board, huh?

I specifically asked you

About whether ford
was going to be a problem,

And you assured me
he wasn't.

Well, i can't tell you
what i don't know.

Well, here's what i know.

As of this morning,
ford's carved out

A huge swath of the park

For whatever storyline
he's cooking up

And thrown half
of the existing storylines

Into disarray.

Is there anything
i can do?

You tell me.

I asked you point-blank

If the problem
with the update
was resolved.

It is.

Then why are your people

Still pulling hosts
for follow-up?

Get your house
in order, bernard.

And if there is a problem,

I strongly suggest
you tell me.

Drop a new bookmark
and resume history.

Walter's intent
on relieving the milkmaid
of her unmentionables.

Switch to analysis.

You didn't report
the incident?

Unit self-corrected within
the acceptable window.

right.

Then he self-corrected
a fucking milk bottle
into your skull.

It's amazing
how resilient
the hosts are.

You were supposed
to have purged his memory
on the last cycle.

I will,
but rebus here

Was the last host
to interact with walter.

Look at this.
Any for you?

Who said that?

Who's saying that?

Don't you talk to me
that way.

I can't hear you.

Do you see that?
Hell, yeah, they deserved it.

He's talking to someone.
Lousy sons of bitches.

He carries on practically
an entire conversation.

I need more milk, arnold.

Who's arnold?

They're designed to play off
aberrant behavior.

That could explain
the conversations.

Fine.
Then explain this.

He kills six hosts.
I'm gonna get you this time.

He lets
the other three go.

I pulled
the narrative logs.

All six of these hosts

Were part of storylines
over the years

In which
they killed walter.

It's like he was
holding a grudge.

It's a stray.

Qa needs a tag team
to go track it.

Go. Handle the stray.

Do something that's actually
in your job description.

The last thing we need

Is theresa
storming down here
and seeing this.

I'll do
a little more digging.

And get our friend here
back upstairs.

Lost another one, huh?

Tell me, is qa
surveillance coverage

Really this spotty,
or you just like
the nature walks?

Maybe it's the company.

You could've just used
your employee discount.

the only thing
stopping the hosts

From hacking us to pieces
is one line of your code.

No offense,
but i sleep with this.

I bet you do.

Morning, samuel.

You and your
dickless associate

Proposing to engage me
in a gun battle?

Well, i'd challenge you
to a fistfight,

But the way i heard it,

You only like to tussle
with working women.

Get down!

Is he dead?

Dead enough.

Why are we going
to handcuff a dead man?

Don't want someone
walking off with him.

That's not a man anymore.
That's merchandise.

$500 worth.

All right,
which of you derelicts

Hitched a dead body
outside my saloon?

My apologies, ma'am.

I figured it was preferable
to bringing him inside.

Here.

For your troubles.

Oh, you're new.

Not much of a rind
on you.

I'll give you a discount.

Do you mind waiting
on that drink a bit?

Don't mind me.

Just trying
to look chivalrous.

You came back.

I told you i would.

You gonna tell me
where you been?

Just... Away.

You know if i could stay
right here with you,
i would.

What if i don't want
to stay here?

It's just
sometimes i feel like

The world out there
is calling me...

Whispering,
"there's something more."

You've travelled
all over these parts.

Isn't there anywhere
we could go?

Well, there is a place

I heard about
down south...

Where the mountains
meet the sea.

They say the water's
so pure there,

It'll wash the past
clean off you.

And you can start again.

I'd like to go there
with you.

Well, someday,
i'll take you.

Someday.

Something wrong?

You said someday.

Not today
or tomorrow
or next week.

Just someday.

"someday" sounds a lot
like the thing people say

When they actually
mean "never."

Let's not go someday,
teddy.

Let's go now.

Before i met you, dolores,
i was a different man.

And i got
some reckoning to do

Before i can deserve
a woman like you.

But i'm close.

I'm close
to making things right.

And someday soon,

We will have the life
we've both been dreaming of.

Now, i best get you home

Before your dad starts
loading that shotgun.

Father wouldn't let them
roam this close to dark.

Stay put, dolores.

"the coward dies
a thousand deaths.

The valiant taste of death
but once."

Of course,
shakespeare never met
a man quite like you, teddy.

You've died at least
a thousand times.

And yet, it doesn't
dull your courage.

Tell me, is that all
you aspire to, teddy?

There's a girl-- dolores.

Better than i deserve.

But maybe someday soon

We'll have the life
we've both been dreaming of.

No, you never will.

Your job is not
to protect dolores,

It's to keep her here,

To ensure
that the guests find her

If they want to best
the stalwart gunslinger

And have their way
with this girl.

Tell me, has it
never occurred to you
to run off with her?

I got some reckoning to do
before i can be with her.

Ah, yes,
your mysterious
backstory.

It's the reason
for my visit.

Do you know why
it is a mystery, teddy?

Because we never actually
bothered to give you one,

Just a formless guilt
you will never atone for.

But perhaps it is time
you had a worthy story
of origin.

Would you like that,
teddy?

A small part
of my new narrative?

A fiction which,
like all great stories,
is rooted in truth?

It starts
in a time of war...

A world in flames...

With a villain
called wyatt.

Wyatt.

Who's wyatt?

Do you remember now,
teddy?

Yeah, of course
i remember wyatt.

You look upon the face
of true evil,

You ain't liable to forget.

He claimed he could hear
the voice of god.

It started down
near escalante.

Army was sent
to put down the natives.

Bad business.

Wyatt was a sergeant,
went missing while out
on some maneuvers

And came back
a few weeks later

With some
pretty strange ideas.

i wasn't lying, was i?

Pretty as a picture

And tight as
a tympani drum,
i reckon.

Afternoon.

My friend here
is new to town.

Figured
the rancher's daughter

Would be a nice way
to kick things off.

Maybe take us all
for a little hayride.

I'm sorry.
I have to get home.

My father will be
expecting me.

We won't be long.

The lady doesn't
appear interested.

Try it.

You might get
the draw on me,
you might not,

But i'd say your odds
ain't looking good.

Told you i wanted
something easy.

She ain't worth the lead.

Let's head to virgil's.

See if they'll stake us.

First, you gotta learn
how to stand.

Now, take a breath.

Hold it.

Now squeeze.

I can't.

Some hands weren't meant
to pull a trigger.

Perhaps
it's for the best.

Come on, now!

Teddy, we got
another bounty.

I think
this is a big one.

Man in question gunned down
an entire settlement

Out near flat rock--

Men, women,
and children.

I think this
may be the man

You've been looking for
for quite some time.

A man named wyatt.

Wyatt?

Who is he, teddy?

You'd be better asking "what"
than "who," ma'am.

Wyatt's a pestilence.

Word is, flood here's
the only man ever

Come up against him
and live to tell the tale.

Give me a moment,
sheriff.

You have to leave again,
don't you?

You know if i could stay
right here with you,
i would.

Promise me
you'll come back.

I promise.

I'm gonna come back
for you...

Someday soon.

I got a pit in my stomach
the size of a sow's tit.

Cook up that rabbit.

Get the wood.

I can't cook shit
without a fire.

Aw, don't sell
yourself short, cookie.

You can cook shit
in all conditions.

now, see, i pitched
them tents.

I ain't chopping
any more wood.

You spend more time
on your back than
a hooker in heat.

Now pick up
that fucking axe
and go chop us...

So, after our stray
ran away from camp,

Looks like these guys
got caught in a loop.

They were due in town
for the cattle drive

Over two days ago.

Host that went missing
is the woodcutter.

Looks like
the rest of them
got stuck here

Waiting for supper.

You guys can't program
more than one of these
idiots to make a fire?

We could, but thanks
to a new policy
from your boss,

Only one of them
is authorized to
handle the axe.

The rest of them
can't even touch it.

Weapons privileges
need to be doled out
selectively.

Hmm.

Yet they give
you a gun.

Looks like our stray
has a hobby.

Another one
of your fucking backstories?

Backstories do more
than amuse guests.

They anchor the hosts.

It's their cornerstone.

The rest of their identity
is built around it,
layer by layer.

Well, if you're gonna go
to all that trouble,

You could've at least
given him a steadier hand.

This looks like shit.

Way i heard it,
wyatt is a mercenary.

Forces his men to wear
the bones and flesh
of their enemies.

They're masks.

It's the men
underneath them
to be afraid of.

Wyatt's got them
so twisted around,

They'll do anything
for him.

Kill anyone.

Pain don't slow them.

They don't fear death.

They reckon
they've already died
and gone to hell.

And this is it.

Sounds like you learned
something about him

While you were
tracking him down.

I wasn't tracking
him down.

I wasn't always
a bounty hunter.

I did a stint in the army
down near escalante.

Wyatt was my sergeant.

My friend.

Well, then everything...

Everything changed.

Changed how?

Wyatt disappeared
while out on maneuvers.

He came back
with some strange ideas.

He claimed this land
didn't belong

To the old natives
or the new settlers,

That it belonged to something
that had yet to come...

That it belonged to him.

Sss.

Holy shit.

If ever the devil
walked the earth.

He's not a man,
but he's not the devil either.

The devil can't be killed.

That's exactly
what i aim to do
to wyatt.

Take cover!

Go!

I didn't sign up
for this crazy shit.

I told you we should've done
the riverboat thing, man.

There's too many
of them for us.

Wyatt's been recruiting.

Sheriff, the only chance
you have is if i draw
their fire,

Lead them up into the hills
so you can make it back
to town.

Try and find help.

Uh-uh, i'm staying.
Took an oath.

Hell, no.

I'll take him back.
You coming?

I'm not backing out now.

All right, you wait till
i lead them to the tree line,

Then you make
a run for it.

Go!

Go!

I plotted a line
from the work camp

To our present location.

Satcom picked up
these images.

He's vectoring,
just not to home base.

Keep going
in that direction.

Keep staring.

Maybe it'll tell you
your horoscope.

Come again?

The markings
on its shell.

Look like stars.

Orion, right?

What, are you
gali-fucking-leo?

Maybe it's
in my backstory.

Huh.

I was hoping to run
something by you.

Apologies.

I was chasing inspiration.

it's a tricky thing--

Weaving the old
into the new.

Give me one moment,
bernard.

Good afternoon, sir.

Why is this host
covered?

I-i just...

Perhaps you didn't
want him to feel cold.

Or ashamed.

You wanted to cover
his modesty.

Was that it?

It doesn't get cold,

Doesn't feel ashamed...

Doesn't feel
a solitary thing

That we haven't
told it to.

You understand?

What can i do
for you, bernard?

I thought it best

That we speak
in private, sir.

Yeah.

I thought we had agreed
to put these questions
to rest, bernard.

We-- we did.
Mm-hmm.

But what if we misdiagnosed
the original problem?

Treated the symptom
rather than the disease?

Then the disease
is still out there.

Abernathy and walter

Were exhibiting
other aberrancies

Beyond memory recall
of previous builds.

They were hearing voices.

Talking to someone.

A simple
cognitive dissonance.

That's all.

I-- i'd agree, except...

...They were talking to
the same imaginary person.

Oh, yeah?

Someone named arnold.

Arnold.

With due respect, sir,

I'm not sure you've
told me the entire truth
about this situation.

I did tell you
the truth, bernard.

What we do here
is complicated.

For three years,
we lived here
in the park,

Refining the hosts

Before a single guest
set foot inside.

Myself,
a team of engineers,
and my partner.

You had a partner?
Yeah.

When the legend
becomes fact,

You print the legend.

My business partners
were more than happy

To scrub him
from the records,

And i suppose i didn't
discourage them.

His name was arnold.

Those early years
were glorious.

No guests,
no board meetings,
just pure creation.

Our hosts began to pass
the turing test

After the first year.

But that wasn't enough
for arnold.

He wasn't interested
in the appearance

Of intellect or wit.

He wanted
the real thing.

He wanted to create
consciousness.

He imagined it
as a pyramid.

See?

Self-interest...

And at the top?

Never got there.

But he had a notion
of what it might be.

He based it on a theory
of consciousness

Called the bicameral mind.

The idea
that primitive man

Believed his thoughts
to be the voice
of the gods.

I thought
it was debunked.

As a theory
for understanding

The human mind, perhaps,
but not as a blueprint

For building
an artificial one.

See, arnold built
a version of that cognition

In which the hosts
heard their programming

As an inner monologue,

With the hopes
that in time,

Their own voice
would take over.

It was a way
bootstrap consciousness.

But arnold
hadn't considered
two things.

One, that in this place,

The last thing you want
the hosts to be
is conscious;

And two, the other group

Who considered
their thoughts to be
the voices of the gods.

Lunatics.

Indeed.

We abandoned
the approach.

The only vestiges
that remain

Are the voice commands
we use to control them.

But, for all his brilliance,
i don't think arnold understood

What this place
was going to be.

You see,
the guests enjoy power.

They cannot indulge it
in the outside world,

So they come here.

As for the hosts--

The least we can do
is make them forget.

But some of them
are remembering.

Accessing fragments
of arnold's code.

If i may ask,
what happened to him?

Well, he died.

Here in the park.

His personal life
was marked by tragedy.

He put all his hopes
into his work.

His search
for consciousness

Consumed him totally.

Barely spoke to anyone,
except the hosts.

In his alienation,
he saw something in them.

He saw something
that...

Wasn't there.

We called it an accident,
but i knew arnold,

And he was very,

Very careful.

Anyway, the update
should prevent any
further voices,

But you will let me know
if any of the hosts

Display or exhibit
any unusual behavior,
won't you, bernard?

Yes, of course.
Good.

Oh, bernard?

Just don't forget...

The hosts are not real.

They're not conscious.

You mustn't make
arnold's mistake.

Why would i?

Well, forgive me,
but i know

That the death
of your son charlie

Still weighs
heavily on you.

Yeah, sorry it took me
a while to get back to you.

You know how hard it is
getting an open line
out here.

It used to annoy me--

How difficult it was
to reach you.

You were always
so busy.

And now?

I suppose
i'm glad for you.

At least you have
a way of forgetting.

I don't forget.

It's always there.

Sometimes it...

Still feels unreal
to me.

There are some mornings
when i first wake up...

For a split second
i forget where i am,

When i am...

And i reach over,
half expecting to...

Find him there
next to me...

Between us.

Remember how
he used to sleep?

Like he was doing kung fu
in his dreams?

I think i suffered
a few bruises.

It was the best worst sleep
i ever had.

Oh, these talks.

I don't know
if they help or hurt.

Do you ever wish
you could forget?

This pain...

It's all i have left
of him.

It doesn't make sense.

Why the hell
would he carve orion?

You're the ones
that programmed him.

He wasn't programmed
to give a shit about stars.

Maybe he went moon mad.

See? This is why
i hide behind sarcasm.

Where are you going?

Vectoring, asshole.

Oh.

Stubbs!

Over here!

Wyatt's men
could be anywhere.

If you see
or hear anything,
don't hesitate.

Shoot and don't
stop shooting.

Okay.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my fucking god!

Here.
Shit.

Take this and go.

Now! Go!

I'll hold them off
as long as i can.

Come on.

Come on, damn it.
I'm not afraid of you.

Look, this is
bullshit.

I can have a retrieval team
out here in the morning.

It's policy.
We just need
the control unit.

We found a stray up here,

But i don't think
it got here by accident.

It's as if he got an idea
in his head,

One that
we never programmed.

What if he's like
the others?

Get back to me, bernard.

Bring yourself
back online.

I need your help,
dolores.

I need to decide
what to do with you.

I think i made a mistake.

I was just fascinated.

I was being selfish,
but i think

It would be better
if i restored you

To the way
you were before.

Is there something
wrong with me?
No.

But this place
you live in,

It's a terrible place
for you.

Well, some people choose
to see the ugliness
in this world--

Stop.

Lose all
scripted responses.

Improvisation only.

All right.

Are you saying
i've changed?

Imagine there are
two versions of yourself--

One that feels
these things

And asks these questions,
and one that's safe.

Which would you rather be?

I'm sorry.

I'm trying,
but i still
don't understand.

No, of course not.

There aren't
two versions of me.

There's only one.

And i think
when i discover
who i am,

I'll be free.

Analysis.
What prompted
that response?

I don't know.

Have i done
something wrong?

Made a mistake?

Evolution...

Forged the entirety
of sentient life

On this planet
using only one tool--

The mistake.

It appears
you're in good company.

Did i ever tell you
about the time

I taught charlie to swim?

For hours,
he clung to my arms

While practicing
his kicks.

He was too scared
to let go

And i was too scared
to let him.

But i had to.

That's what parents do.

Do you still want
to change me back?

No, dolores.

Let's see
where this path leads.

And you won't tell anyone
about our conversations?

No.

And you'll stay
on your loop?

Yes.

Good.

You should be
getting back, dolores,

Before someone
misses you.

Wyatt's men
set a trap for us.

Sheriff stayed behind
to fight them off.

Are you going to ride
back up into the hills

To look for them?

I'll send
for the rangers.

We'll go back up there
in force as soon as
they get here.

But, miss, in truth,

If there is
a merciful god,

Those men
are dead already.

Father wouldn't
let them roam this close...

To dark.

Daddy!

Daddy!

No, no!

Oh, all alone
after sundown.

Who's gonna protect
you now, hmm?

You got any use
for this one?

No, thanks.

Seems a little crazy.

Maybe you'd like her.

Ooh, i don't mind
if i do.

no daddy,

No cowboy,

No one here
to interrupt us
this time.

Interrupt...
This... Time?

No!

Well, well.

Got some sand
after all, i see.

Looks like your boyfriend
taught you a thing or two.

Ooh.

You having trouble?

Huh?

huh?

Why don't we reacquaint
ourselves, dolores?

Start at the beginning.

Kill him.

Mama?

Hey! Get back here.

Hey!

Get back here.

Can you put
him in sleep mode
for me, please?

Security even approve you
to carry that thing?

We just need his head
and we're done here.

You might want to look
at the stars for this part.

Stubbs!

Shit!

Elsie, get out of there!

get the fuck away.

Shit.

Jesus, i can't believe
i let you talk me
into this shit.

$40k a day
to jerk off alone

In the woods,
playing white hat.

Did you hear that?

Thank fuck.

Anything to relieve
the boredom.

Hey, maybe you'll even get
to use that thing again.

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