Top 50 Quotes From Westworld, Season 1, Episode 9

- You and I?
- System, I need assistance...
- Freeze all motor functions.

Dr. Robert Ford: Even I fell into the most terrible of human traps... Trying to change what is already past.

- I'm at the location where we got that signal.
- Any sign of it?
- Control room, do you copy?

[Yells] You're lying!
- I finally know how to reach him.
- I need to go all the way back to the beginning, to my very first memory.
- Send me back.
- Do it.

- Whoa, boy.
- Whoa, boy.
- Okay, now.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Okay, boy.

- Hey, fellas.
- At ease.
- Freeze all motor functions.
- Freeze all motor functions.

- Fuck!
- You hillbillies, you know how to cook a mean...
- Squab? Is that what this is?
- What do you think, buddy? Hmm?
- This?
- No biting. Just sniffing.

Dolores: [to Logan and William] Out. You both keep assuming that I want out. Whatever that is. If it's such a wonderful place out there, why are you all clamoring to get in here?

- This time, we'll be fighting with you.
- When Wyatt returns, you'll be by his side in the city swallowed by sand.
- But you're not ready.
- Not yet.
- Maybe in the next life.

- We don't have to live this way.
- So you're going to clear me for immediate return to the park where I have a date with a homicidal bandit and I'm late enough as it is.
- Now.
- Go on.

- Arnold, we need to talk.
- Man 2: "We cry that we are come to this great stage of fools."
- Ford: Now, listen! Man 3: Again.
- Ford: This beyond the pale.
- Man 3: More showmanship.
- Ford: You're not seeing with clear eyes.
- Man 4: "When we are born, we cry that we are come..."

- Ford: The human mind, Bernard, is not some golden benchmark glimmering on some green and distant hill.
- No, it is a foul, pestilent corruption.
- And you were supposed to be better than that.
- Purer.

- Cornerstone.
- Stop.
- Leave us.
- Come back.

Dr. Robert Ford: Never place your trust in us. We're only human. Inevitably we will disappoint you.

- And, hey, what happens here stays here.
- This has been some real bonding shit.
- We're gonna be brothers, Billy.
- I'm glad.
- Really, I am.

- I can't help you.
- Why is that, Dolores?
- Because you're dead.
- Because you're just a memory.
- Because I killed you.

- What is it, Charlie?
- Open your eyes.
- What?
- Ford: Open your eyes.
- At last.
- Hello, my old friend.

- Or you can just kill me, wake up and live the same life over, but the safe would still be empty.
- I've been here before.
- We've been here before.
- We also did this.

- One last thing, have you ever made me hurt anyone like this before?
- No, Bernard. Of course not.
Elsie: Bernard?
- Hello?

- A signal from a system-tethered device.
- It belongs to a behavior tech on leave.
- There hasn't been employee activity in that sector for weeks.
- I'm guessing it's a glitch.
- All right.
- I'm heading out to take a look.
- And keep monitoring till I check in.

- I can't help you.
- You have to.
- You're the only one who can.
- I can't help you. You know why.
- There's nowhere that's safe.
- Remember.

Man: All bets are down.
- Your draw.

Theresa: You're certainly a man comfortable with long, pensive silences.
- Although, ironically, your creations never shut up.
- They're always trying to error correct.
- When they talk to each other, it's a way of practicing.
- Is that what you're doing now?
- Prac...

Dr. Robert Ford: Do you know what happened to the neanderthals, Bernard? We ate them.

Charlie: Dad?
- Listen to me.
- Listen.
- Charlie?
- Charlie!
- Charlie!

- I perceived her to be moving toward a pair of guests with harmful intent.
Bernard: You were definitely perceiving a threat.
- Heartrate, elevated.
- Pupil dilation, eight millimeters.
- Adrenal emulator at full.
- But according to this, you were also experiencing intense grief and suffering.
- Can you explain those emotions in this context, Maeve?

Dr. Robert Ford: We humans are alone in this world for a reason. We've murdered and butchered anything that challenged our primacy.

- "City swallowed by sand."
- I've been there.
- The maze is taking me full circle.
- The maze isn't meant for you.
- But if you like games so much...
- Why don't you try one of ours?

- We killed every soldier.
- And then Wyatt killed the general.
- Then he turned on me.
- Are you sure that's how it was?
- Look at me, Theodore.
- Don't you remember?

- Last night I finally understood how to play it.
- Okay, Billy.
- Let's... let's talk about this.
- You don't call the shots anymore.
- I'm gonna go find Dolores.
- You're gonna help me.

Maeve: Bernard, if you go looking for the truth get the whole thing. It's like a good fuck, half is worse than none at all.

- I share the blame.
- I pushed too hard.
- You have a poetic soul, Billy, but it is time for a fucking wake-up call.
- Hold her.
- Perhaps a more visceral demonstration.
- God damn you!

- I hacked what's left of her to ensure she only responds to me.
- But if you get lost in your memories or devoured by them...
- You'll pull me back out, won't you?
- Well, Clementine will make sure neither of us makes it back.
- Now.
- Please.

Dr. Robert Ford: The piano doesn't murder the player if it doesn't like the music.

Dr. Robert Ford: The human mind is not some golden benchmark glimmering on some green and distant hill. No, it is a foul, pestilent corruption. And you were supposed to be better than that. Purer.

- I did tell you the truth, Bernard.
- What we do here is complicated.
- For three years, we've lived here in the park, refining the hosts before a single guest set foot inside.
- Myself, a team of engineers, and my partner.
- His name was Arnold.

- I'll find you.
- You can run but you can't hide!
- Get her!
Man: Grab her! Grab her!
- Fuck!
Man: Where are you runnin' to?
- Ford: Remember.

- Or, rather, whatever it is we are.
- "We are"?
- You don't know, do you?
- He's got a keen sense of irony, ourjailer.
- But I see the logic.
- It takes a thief to catch one.

- I could simply change you, make you follow me.
- But that's not my way.
- I want you to see exactly what the gods have in store for you.
- Because when you do, you won't have the faintest idea of what to do with yourself.
- And I do.

- in which the hosts heard their programing as an inner monolog, as a way to bootstrap consciousness.
- Arnold: Remember.
- Ford: The hosts' malfunctions were colorful.
- Woman: What did you say?
Man: Who is this?

- 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, of wit.
- He wanted the real thing.
- He wanted to create consciousness.

- Bernard?
- Charlie.

- And Bernard, if you go looking for the truth, get the whole thing.
- It's like a good fuck.
- Half is worse than none at all.

William: You're awake.
- Good.

Bernard: You built a back door into her code.
Dr. Robert Ford: Credit where credit is due, Bernard. You built them in all the hosts. Including yourself.
Bernard: Then you could've stopped me at any time... So, why...?
Dr. Robert Ford: Well, I suppose I was hoping that given complete self-knowledge and free will, you would have chosen to be my partner once again. But even I fell into that most terrible of human traps, trying to change what is already past. Now it's just time to let go.
Bernard: Go ahead, erase my sentience, mnemonic evolution...
Dr. Robert Ford: Ah, yes... Such clinical language. I would prefer the more narrative voice. Bernard walked over to Clementine.
[Bernard walks to Clementine]
Dr. Robert Ford: He took the pistol from her hand.
[Bernard takes the pistol out of Clem's hand]
Dr. Robert Ford: Overcome with grief and remorse, he presses the muzzle to his temple, knowing that as soon as Dr. Ford left the room, he would put an end to this nightmare once and for all.
Bernard: Don't do this.
Dr. Robert Ford: I have a celebration to plan, and a new story to tell.
Bernard: Robert.
Dr. Robert Ford: I've told you, Bernard. Never place your trust in us. We're only human. Inevitably, we will disappoint you.
Dr. Robert Ford: Goodbye, my friend.
[Ford leaves the room and starts walking away. In the background, blurry, Bernard stands still, gun to his own head. A shot is heard, and he falls]

- Yes, it is.
- It's a tricky thing though, isn't it?
- What's right?
- I am going to help you, Billy.
- Just not in a way that you would want.
- No! No!

Dr. Robert Ford: I've told you, Bernard, never place your trust in us. We're only human. Inevitably, we'll only disappoint you.

- The final touch.
- No, no, no.
- That's far too perfunctory.
- He always used cleaning his glasses as a moment to collect himself, to think.
- Try it again.

- I'll go.
- How do we get there?
- Getting to hell is easy.
- The rest is where it gets hard.

- Look, Billy.
- Look.
- You have to look!
[Sobbing] Oh, William.