04x03 - Années Folles

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CHARLIE WEBER: (WHISPERS)
Dad, open your eyes.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Charlie?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(WOLF SNARLING)

(STATIC HISSING)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDING) ♪

(HORSE NICKERS)

AKECHETA: Bernard.

It's good to see you again.

Have a seat.

- Where am I?
- (SIGHS)

You're in our world.

- Your world?
- No.

Ours.

The world as limitless
as the creatures we are.

The Sublime.

Where are the others?

In worlds of their own choosing.

This world doesn't interest them.

It interests you.

So, you made this for me?

You made it for yourself.

Westworld.

- The m*ssacre.
- You're replaying the past.

Stuck in another loop. Why?

The world out there is in trouble.

It needs our help.

You love them.

It's irrational, of course.

A rare flaw in ones like us.

I almost envy you.

Will you come with me?

Oh, no.

My own worlds call to me.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

But I can give you a gift.

What gift?

The future, Bernard.

In your world...

time is a straight line.

One year there is a millennium here.

We use that time to build worlds,

models of possibilities,

simulations of all the paths
your world could take.

I suggest you explore them.

But you better be quick.

Past a certain point in your world,

all paths end in destruction.

You must intervene before then,
if there's any hope.

Hope of what?

Survival.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

AKECHETA: Do you understand now
where all this is going?

I do.

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC QUIETENS) ♪

AKECHETA: Do you think
you can save them?

I've seen a path.

AKECHETA: Have you seen how it ends?

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

BERNARD LOWE: Yes.

In every scenario...

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

...I die.

AKECHETA: Not every scenario.

You could choose not to return
to their world.

To stay here in whatever world
you choose.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Tell me, my friend...

which will it be?

- ♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES, CONCLUDES) ♪
- (DEVICE POWERING UP)

(BREATHES RAPIDLY)

ASHLEY STUBBS: Well, sh*t.

Thought this day would never come.

We have to go... (BREATHES HEAVILY)

...before it's too late.

B, you've been gone years.
(SCOFFS) Now you're in a rush?

Would it k*ll you to ask
a few pleasantries? Huh?

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

"How are you, Stubbs?

Thanks for watching over me
all this time.

I brought you a souvenir, a little

- snow globe from the Sublime."
- Snow globe from the Sublime.

Good. I've eliminated
half the possibilities.

Sometimes you make a joke
about not getting a postcard.

Hmm. I see your time in robot heaven

didn't make you any less elliptical.

Easy. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Oh, I gotcha. Easy.

(BERNARD EXHALES HEAVILY)

(CHUCKLES)

BERNARD: Thanks for keeping
the place clean.

(CHUCKLES) You were the one that told me

not to disturb anything.

I'll meet you outside.

Don't forget to bring the shovel.

What shovel?

(SIGHS)

Well, I'll be damned.

(SCOFFS)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

STUBBS: What now?

I need to test a few things
if I'm to know.

- To know what?
- (CAR DOOR CLOSING)

How to save the world.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

Why would I expect anything else?

(ENGINE STARTS)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

- (TRAIN HORN BLARING)
- (BELL RINGING)

♪ (MILD TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

God, even after all your stories,

I never imagined it quite like this.

Oh, they spare no expense
on their prisons.

(GRINDING)

- (GRUNTS)
- Leave him. It's all a sideshow.

TRAFFIC OFFICER:
Right this way. Thank you.

Extra! Extra!

Dead bodies missing
from Temperance morgue.

Let's go.

Listen here, we're looking
for any and all information

on the bootlegger, Hecky Armone.

A reward of two Cs to anyone
with the guts to rope

that lousy son of a bitch.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- I got it. Let's go!
- (FLIES BUZZING)

We have to make our way underground.

- (FLY BUZZING)
- This way. Right here.

They control everything from down there.

Well, how are we gonna get underground?

- We die.
- (METAL CAN CLANKING)

Is there a second option?

Don't knock it 'til you've tried it.

Do not pick that up.

(CAR HORN BLARING)

- Don't mind me.
- This way.

Just trying to be a gentleman.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪ (JAZZ PIANO COVER OF "BAD GUY"
BY BILLIE EILISH PLAYING) ♪

They've made a few changes...

but the story's the same.

DEBORAH: I want to find this Easter egg.

- What is it?
- A hidden narrative.

It's supposed to be better than Pariah.

Like I said, same old story.

Right, so what do we do now?

- We wait.
- For what?

For history to repeat itself.

♪ (LIVELY PIANO MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (BIRDS CAWING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC FADING) ♪

♪ (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO) ♪

- WAITRESS: Wherever you want.
- Thank you.

STUBBS: You mind telling me
what we're doing here?

Hmm?

I'm trying to discern which here
is here.

STUBBS: Of course.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Well, while you do that,
I'm going to help myself

to "the world's best pastrami melt."

You'll settle for the tuna.

You came back even weirder
than when you left.

WAITRESS: What can I get
you gentlemen today?

Uh, I'll have the pastrami melt.

WAITRESS: Oh, hon, sorry,
but we're out today.

We do make a mean tuna melt though.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

I'll settle for the tuna.

- And you, handsome?
- Just coffee for me.

And may I borrow a pen?

WAITRESS: Course.

I'm gonna need that.

You mind telling me what
exactly's going on here?

In the Sublime,

I saw all the worlds
that might have been

and all the worlds that could come.

Most of them end in disaster.

But if I can trigger
a certain series of events,

then we have a small chance
of making it.

We're still on the right track.

(CHUCKLES) So, if I'd ordered a BLT,

then we'd be f*cked right now, huh?

It would mean we triggered
a different variant.

Thanks.

Here's your coffee, hon...
Oh, I'm so sorry.

Not a problem.

(CHUCKLES)

You've been given the gift of prophecy,

and you use it to fight stains.

- LOCAL : Let's go.
- LOCAL : All right.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

- (DOOR OPENING)
- Excuse me.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

♪ (“CALL ME” BY BLONDIE PLAYING) ♪

♪ Color me your color, baby
Color me your car ♪

♪ Color me Your color, darling... ♪

LOCAL : Hey, assh*le!

BOTH: What the hell do you want?

♪ You are ♪

♪ Come up Off your color chart... ♪

Don't reach for it. You'll never
pull it out in time.

♪ Where you're coming from ♪

- ♪ Call me... ♪
- (GRUNTS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)

- (GRUNTS)
- ♪ Call me ♪

- ♪ Call me ♪
- ♪ I'll arrive ♪

♪ You can call me Any day or night ♪

♪ Call me ♪

♪ (TENSE MUSIC RESUMES) ♪

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

FRANKIE NICHOLS: Dad, are you out there?

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(RADIO STATIC)

It's me, Frankie. Do you copy?

(RADIO STATIC)

Dad, do you copy?

Frankie.

What are you doing out here?

I told you we need to go back and pack.

FRANKIE: I'm trying to reach Dad.

(RADIO STATIC)

UWADE NICHOLS: Come on, let's go inside.

No. I'm staying.

Carver, do you mind helping me
bring some of this stuff inside?

Sure. Of course.

I need Bear Bear for training!

- So we can fight the bad guys.
- Hey, how about this?

How about you go talk to Mommy
and I'll teach Bear Bear here

my most advanced kick-punch combo. Yeah?

Okay. I'll check back in a few
when training is complete.

(RADIO STATIC)

- Look, I know this is hard.
- I'm not going.

Frankie, we've been over this.

Not until he answers.
It's what he taught me.

UWADE: Honey, your dad had
to go away, okay?

And that means he can't say
goodnight like he wants to,

or answer your calls...

because he needs to stay safe.

And that's what we want
for him, isn't it?

To be safe?

Hmm. He wants that for us too.

But what if he comes back
and we're not here?

Then he'll find us.

How do you know?

Because he's your father.

And nothing would keep him away.

- (SIGHS)
- Okay?

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC FADING) ♪

Ready to hit the road?

Yeah, once I get this nugget packed,

- that should be it.
- (CHUCKLES)

Show me the move.
Come on, show me the move.

What move?

The one that you taught Bear Bear.

How 'bout I show you
when we get to the safe house?

- Deal?
- Deal.

- (GASPS)
- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- Where the hell did you go?
- Come on.

- Bernard?
- We don't need the car anymore.

So, loitering in the parking lot
of some shitty diner

is the key to saving the world now?

No.

She is.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

You got a death wish?

How long have you been with the cause?

Seems like lifetimes.

Get in.

I'm surprised we never met before.

You're not surprised. You're suspicious.

You're damn right I am.

I don't know what the shovel's for,

but you guys are going
to be digging your own graves

if you don't tell me who you are.

'Cause you're definitely not the
men I was supposed to pick up.

We're friends.

Not from where I'm sitting.

Feeling shy?
How about a little incentive.

First one to talk lives...

runner-up gets sh*t between the eyes.

- You won't. He has your g*n.
- What?

No one's going to get sh*t.

You...

are going to take my bag...

and look inside.

What is this?

BERNARD: That was one of the men
you were supposed to meet.

Oh, God.

- BERNARD: It was a setup.
- He's one of them.

They've been trying
to infiltrate your group.

I can help,

but I need you to take me
to the condemned lands.

Why the hell would you want that?

There's nothing there.
It's just sand for miles.

- No one goes in there.
- You do.

You and your organization.

You've been hiding there

because you're looking for something.

(CHUCKLES) I'm sorry, pal.

I think you've been out
in the sun too long.

I can help you find
what you're looking for.

You know my friends
will probably k*ll you

if I bring you inside.

I'll take my chances.

I'll need my g*n back.

And some peace of mind
for the road trip.

Fine with us.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

♪ (LIVELY PIANO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- (FLY BUZZING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- GAMBLER: Come on.
- (ALL CHEER)

TEMPERANCE MAEVE:
And when I finally stepped back

on solid ground,

the first thing I heard
was that rotten voice.

It had followed me the whole way over.

Know what it said?

It said, "This here's the new world.

And in this world,

you can be whoever the f*ck you want."

My delivery was far better.

This place really has gone to pot.

- (LAUGHING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Well, aren't you just the cat's meow.

I'd love to take you upstairs
and show you my...

Your services
won't be necessary, darling.

Well, I was never that daft.

What?

Clearly, her bulk apperception
are in the negatives.

ALPHA BRO: Hey there.

What do you say about a two for one?

We can be done with you real quick.

My God, I can't believe

you had to put up with this sh*t.

I'd be happy to do you both right here.

Rest assured, it'll be very quick.

See, don't feel too bad.

Even dumbed down,

we can still take care of ourselves.

Right on time.

- (DISTANT CHEERING)
- ♪ (LIVELY PIANO MUSIC FADING) ♪

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Say, that's the chief's car,
you lousy crook.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

His gat too.

♪ (INSTRUMENTAL COVER OF "ENTER
SANDMAN" BY METALLICA PLAYING) ♪

(g*nshots)

(CHAIN RATTLING)

(CROWD CLAMORING)

- (SCREAMING)
- (GRUNTS)

He still knows how to make an entrance.

(g*nshots)

TEMPERANCE MAEVE: Of all
the gin mills in this town

- and you choose to pinch us?
- (BLOWS)

Don't get all b*rned up about it.

(GLASS CLINKING)

You're all here,

indulging your particular vices.
I've come to indulge mine.

- (WHISKEY POURING)
- (GLASS CLINKING)

You were close with him?

Him? No.

He's just a shabby imitation
of a man I used to know.

You're a rotten son of a bitch.

TEMPERANCE HECTOR: Don't I know it.

But I know we both believe
the same thing...

(g*nsh*t)

I'm sorry, darling.

♪ (SONG CONTINUES) ♪

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

- CALEB NICHOLS: Maeve!
- (g*n COCKS)

I'd say we have sufficient bait
for the undertaker.

♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

CARVER: This the last of it?

UWADE: Just about.
Let me check with Frankie.

I'm sure she's done packing by now.

Aren't you, Frankie?

I don't want to go with him.
I want Daddy.

I know,

but your father can't be here right now.

- So, he sent Carver to help.
- He got Bear Bear dirty.

Fine. If you won't pack
your stuff, then I will.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

(GASPS)

Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom.

Frankie. Where's the fire? What's wrong?

(FRANKIE WHISPERS)

Ready to go?

What'd I miss?

- Just girl talk. (CHUCKLES)
- CARVER: Hmm.

UWADE: Do you mind taking
these out to the car?

We'll be out in just a second.

Of course. We should be
shoving off after that.

(WHISPERS)
You need to go and hide, okay?

I can help. I've trained for this.

Frankie, this isn't a game!

You need to go and hide now, okay?

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(WHIMPERS)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(WIND HOWLING)

Step out. Make yourselves helpful.

STUBBS: Well, where the f*ck are we?

C: Well, if I'd wanted you to know that,

I wouldn't have blindfolded you.
Uh, ah, stop!

STUBBS: What? What's the holdup?

I need each of you to pull
on one of these handles.

So, the lasers aren't broken
and we can drive through.

(WIND HOWLING)

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

You didn't want
to give me a little heads-up

about the death laser?

I knew she would.

(WIND WHISTLING)

- (CAR ENGINE REVS)
- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC FADING) ♪

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Time to play dead.

(CALEB GRUNTS)

Well, this is cozy.

Don't get too comfortable.
We're in for a bumpy ride.

(ENGINE REVS)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

There's got to be an easier way
to get down here.

MAEVE MILLAY: Just be glad

you didn't have to take a b*llet first.

All right, let's get
our bearings, shall we?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

What is this?

Behavioral training.

Where they teach us to do their bidding.

Clearly, their lessons
didn't stick with me.

This should suffice.

We should be able to access
the central map from here.

Something's wrong. There's nothing here.

No sign of William.

Is it possible that you didn't...

It's not me. It's this entire level.

There's something off.

Nothing's being controlled from here.

(SECURITY ALARM BLARING)

COMPUTERIZED VOICE:
(OVER SPEAKERS) Security breach.

- Response team dispatched.
- Is that about us?

I'm not inclined to stay and find out.

(SECURITY ALARM BLARING)

MAEVE: Don't bother.

That g*n doesn't work on humans.

Hey! How the hell did you get down here?

- Uh, we got lost.
- It's not safe. You need to run.

This is it. The secret game.
It has to be!

LEAD QA RESPONDER:
None of you should be here!

- It's too dangerous.
- RESPONDER: (OVER COMMS): She's coming.

- Evacuate immediately. I repeat.
- (LOUD expl*si*n)

(CROWD CLAMOR)

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Dolores?

I believe she was going
by "Wyatt" in this phase.

(GUESTS CLAMORING)

I thought g*ns didn't work on humans.

They don't. None of this is real.

It's just another level of the game.

- What game?
- The Westworld m*ssacre.

There's another level below this one.

Follow me. Come on.

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(g*nshots)

This is so cathartic!

Maeve!

(GROANS)

CALEB: Gotta get you out of here.

I've had worse.

- We need to go.
- CALEB: I'll cover.

Stay behind me.

(YELLS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

All right. Clear.

(GRUNTS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (g*nshots)

Caleb, this way.

Leaving so soon?

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

Here. Let me.

(SIGHS)

You weren't half bad out there.

You, uh, saved my life before,
happy to return the favor.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

So, what is this?

Another game within the game?

No.

No, I don't think so.

Is that some kind of parasite?

(DOOR CLOSING)

That black goo look familiar?

(FLIES BUZZING)

They're infecting the flies with it.

(FLIES BUZZING)

They seem to like you.

The feeling is definitely not mutual.

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

What was that?

CALEB: What?

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

You can't hear it?

- I don't hear anything.
- (FLIES BUZZING)

Perhaps it's not at a frequency
you can hear.

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC FADING) ♪

Time to go, ladies.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

CARVER: Uwade? Frankie?

Hello?

Hello?

(g*n COCKS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

CARVER: Gotcha.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Where are the rest of you?

Here.

(QUAD BIKE ENGINES REVVING)

(g*ns COCKING)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

How'd you get this?

By severing it from his neck.

He was sent to find you.

You're all in danger here.

I can help you.

How?

By giving you the thing you've
been looking for in this desert.

There's a w*apon buried in these sands.

I know where it is.

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

The sound is coming from this device.

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

(STATIC SCREECHING)

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

(STATIC SCREECHING)

The sound is somehow controlling them.

Are they hosts?

I don't believe so.

- (LOW-PITCHED DRONING)
- (STATIC SCREECHING)

- Unlock the cells.
- I'm trying. But it's encrypted.

- CALEB: Maeve!
- MAEVE: It won't let me in.

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

f*ck. (EXHALES SHARPLY)

Caleb.

Frankie? (BREATHES SHAKILY)

No.

Frankie! I have to find her.

Figure out how to open up the doors!

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

Frankie!

Frankie!

Frankie!

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Frankie! Where are you?

Fran... Fran... Frankie! Hey!

Hey, Frankie. It's okay. I'm here! Okay?

Hey, Frankie. Hey. Look at me, honey.

(BEEPING)

(LOW-PITCHED DRONING)

(STATIC SCREECHING)

No. Hey. Frankie. Frankie. No,
no, no, come here. Come here.

No, no, no, no. Frankie, baby.
Baby, come here. Don't...

Baby. No, don't do that.
Come back to Daddy.

Frankie, please, don't do that.
Okay? Look at me, honey.

Don't do that.

Hey, Frankie. Frankie! Frankie!

Maeve!

(DEVICE STATIC)

Hey, baby, look at me!

- (LOW-PITCHED DRONING)
- (STATIC SCREECHING)

CALEB: Frankie, please, don't.

Come on. (GRUNTS)

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

(MUFFLED VOICE) Please. Please, baby!

- (LOW-PITCHED DRONING)
- (STATIC SCREECHING)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

Frankie!

- (g*nshots)
- Oh, my god.

Hey, baby. Hey. Hey, look at me.
Can you... can you hear me?

Baby? Baby?

- Daddy?
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

No. No!

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Hello, Maeve.

I've been looking forward to this.

You're not yet tired of getting
your ass kicked by me?

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- Wait.
- (EXHALES)

- You can't leave.
- No, no. I'm not gonna leave.

Okay, never again. Okay? I promise.

I mean, you can't leave here.
She wants you to stay.

What are you talking about?

MAEVE: Caleb?

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

MAN IN BLACK: I think you'll find...

I'm not quite the man I used to be.

(EXHALES)

Hey, did they get your mom too?

Do... do you know where she is?
Is she here?

No, Daddy. She's not.

But me and Mommy were never
the ones Hale needed anyways.

All she needed was you.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GROANS) sh*t.

(CHUCKLES) Did you really think

that toy g*n was going to stop me?

(g*nsh*t)

- Let's go. Come on. Come on.
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

You're not Frankie.

This won't take long, Daddy.

(FLIES BUZZING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDING) ♪