Westworld (2016) s04e04 Episode Script

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(“WESTWORLD” THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(“WESTWORLD” THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
DISTANT VOICE: Caleb?
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
- (HEART THUMPING)
- DISTANT VOICE: Caleb?
(WAVES CRASHING)
CALEB NICHOLS: You ever think
about what happens next?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
What happens when this war is over?
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
I imagine we go back
to our regular lives.
What does that look like for us?
Well, let's hope we have
the luxury of finding out.
CALEB: I count four, maybe five.
Twelve total.
Five on the perimeter. Seven inside.
- Security feed.
- Show-off.
Well, that's the last of Rehoboam.
They're bound to have
pulled out all the stops.
(GRUNTS)
MAEVE MILLAY: Come on.
Let's get this over with.
(GRUNTS)
(SECURITY CAMERA BEEPS)
(GUARD GRUNTS)
- (GUARD GRUNTS)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(DEVICE BEEPS)
(DEVICE BEEPS)
(DEVICE CHIMES)
(GUNSHOTS)
(GUARDS GRUNT)
CALEB: Go!
(PANTS)
(DEVICE RINGS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS) Oh, shit.
(PANTS)
(CALEB GROANS)
Come on!
(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CALEB GRUNTS)
MAEVE: It's okay. (GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
- (GRUNTS, PANTS)
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
MAEVE: It's okay.
(CALEB GROANS)
Hold still.
(PANTS, GAGS, COUGHS)
- (GROANS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
- Hey.
Caleb?
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
I guess I'll never know.
You'll have to be more specific, Caleb.
Life after this.
(CHUCKLES)
Freedom.
(GROANS)
- (GROANS)
- MAEVE: Caleb.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Look at me.
(GRUNTS)
You want to know
what freedom feels like?
What are you doing?
I can hack into your limbics. I felt it.
- (CALEB GRUNTS)
- A long time ago.
- (ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
- MAEVE: I can show you.
(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
Feel.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SILENCE)
CHARLOTTE HALE: Caleb?
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
-Caleb, wakey, wakey
-(LOUD TAPPING)
(GROANS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
What did you do to me?
What I'm going to do
to all of your kind.
I made you my pet.
Shouldn't be long now.
And everything will be so much easier.
You won't even want to resist.
- (CALEB GROANS)
- (TABLET CHIMES)
(CALEB BREATHES HEAVILY)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(PANTS)
Oh, God.
(GROANS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
My family, did you
Kill them? No. They're still
somewhere out there, alive.
(CALEB SIGHS)
- For now.
- (FLY BUZZING)
Soon, it won't matter where they run.
Everyone will be under my control.
(FLY BUZZES)
CALEB: (PANTS)
This was never about the park.
This was always about you
spreading your disease.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(FLIES BUZZING)
Everyone who comes here
will become a carrier.
I prefer the term “host.”
Yes, Caleb.
After they're done here,
they'll have as souvenirs
debauched memories of their exploits
- and my parasites.
- (GRUNTS)
Welcome to the super spreader
event of the century.
You're the first wave.
You should be flattered.
Are you going to make me
kill myself like the others?
That was just me ironing out the kinks.
I have better plans
for you and your kind.
Besides, Maeve and Dolores
were always so fond of you,
I'm inclined to keep you around.
See what all the fuss is about.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GROANS, PANTS)
You feel it now, don't you?
- (GRUNTS)
- Don't fight it, Caleb.
You won't win.
- (GRUNTS)
- No one does.
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
(MUSIC FADES) ♪
- (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- You're one of us.
There is no “us” anymore.
There's just “you.”
All your friends, they're gone.
I took care of them myself.
It was almost disappointing
how easy it was.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BOTH GRUNT)
(GUN COCKS)
(MAEVE BREATHING HEAVILY)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Is this what you've been
reduced to, Maeve?
Scared child hiding in the shadow?
(VOICES WHISPERING)
(CHUCKLES) You're trying
to rummage in my mind.
Hale made some upgrades.
You can't control me.
You're not the one
I was trying to control.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Systems overwrite.
- Access granted.
- (ELECTRONIC CHIMING)
(MACHINE WHIRRING LOUDLY)
(SYSTEMS POWER UP)
(MACHINES WHIRRING, RUMBLING)
(CALEB PANTS)
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
(SCREAMS)
(EXPLOSION)
(WILLIAM GRUNTS)
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
- (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
- (ALARM BLARING)
- (CALEB GRUNTS)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
(PANTS) All right, your turn
to take orders.
(GRUNTS)
(ALARM BLARING)
- Move.
- (GRUNTS)
CALEB: Maeve!
(PANTS) The parasite
it's in me. That was never Frankie.
I know. And there I was thinking
Wyatt was Dolores's dark side.
All right, how do I get
this thing out of my head?
And give up my leverage?
MAEVE: That's all right,
we'll dig it out of her!
- You're coming with us.
- (PANTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- Maeve.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You've seen what this thing does.
We have to stop her
before this spreads any further.
(FLY BUZZING)
(FLY BUZZING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MUSIC FADES) ♪
- (THUNDER RUMBLING)
- (RAIN PATTERING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- MAYA: Chrissie? You home?
- (DOOR OPENS)
Chrissie?
You're still sleeping?
Whoa, what happened here?
I overslept.
(SIGHS)
- (SIGHS)
- MAYA: That's an understatement.
How late were you up painting?
I don't know. I couldn't fall asleep.
- Me neither.
- More nightmares?
MAYA: I was a kid again.
I was with my parents.
We were having a picnic.
But there was this pesky fly
that kept landing on our food.
We'd chase it away, but more would come.
And (EXHALES)
then they were everywhere.
They got my dad first.
And he was just screaming, and
then my mother tried to help
and they surrounded her too.
I watched them scream and flail.
And then they went absolutely still.
What happened next?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
Then the flies came for me.
And that's the last thing I saw
(INHALES SHAKILY) before I woke up.
God, that sounds terrible.
You know,
I've had anxiety dreams before,
but this one
felt so real.
(SIGHS)
Jesus, what's it supposed to be?
- I don't know.
- (THUNDER RUMBLING)
Does it look like anything to you?
(INHALES DEEPLY) Looks like
I'm dragging you out tonight
to blow off some steam.
- No, please.
- MAYA: Please? Pretty please?
I will find someone perfect for you.
- I promise.
- Maya
Christina, seriously.
I need a night off. Come with me.
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Okay. Fine.
(SIGHS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
- What is that?
- We'll need a little help
if we're going to retrieve this weapon.
(CAR DOORS CLOSING)
You're fucking kidding me.
- (SCOFFS)
- But you gave your approval.
That was before we found
another outlier.
We got to extract her fast
before she's hunted down.
We can't waste time
on some misguided treasure hunt.
What about those two?
JAY: You do what you should
have done on the road.
C: What do you mean?
ASHLEY STUBBS: What're they doing?
- Deciding our fate.
- (MUSIC FADES) ♪
And if they really are on our side?
We don't take chances on strangers.
If there really is a weapon here,
we need to find it.
Those two could be our
only chance to free everyone.
You've lost all objectivity, C.
This is too personal for you.
And I'm not letting you risk
all of us over some myth.
- (SCOFFS)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Everyone make ready, we head out
for the extraction in five.
SURVIVOR: Copy that.
You heard him, let's go.
Best to travel light.
(GUN COCKS)
I won't let you.
Now might be a good time to tell me
we're not about to die.
No, we live most of the time.
Both of you, cut it out.
Jay, you're being an asshole.
You need a team for the extraction?
I'll cover C. Take her place.
C, you want to see
where this leads? Do it.
And if it's bullshit, shoot them.
(MUTTERS)
- (SIGHS)
- (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You want him,
you can have him.
But this one's coming
with us. Collateral.
ODINA: Great. We have a deal?
Fine.
- Do I have to go with them?
- For safety.
Well, at least I'll be safe.
I didn't mean yours.
- (GRUNTS)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Don't take any chances out there.
Where's the fun in that?
(OLD TIME JAZZ PLAYING) ♪
G-MAN: Listen here,
we're looking for any
and all information
on the bootlegger, Hecky Armone.
He and his goons gunned down
a federal marshal.
A reward of two Cs to anyone
with the guts to rope
that lousy son of a bi (GRUNTS)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TRAFFIC RUMBLING)
That's a day off for you,
copper. (GRUNTS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MAEVE GRUNTS)
CALEB: Maeve, we gotta go.
Every human in the park
could be infected.
We need to get to an extraction point.
All right, my guys will pick us up
just outside the border of the park.
- Just need the coordinates.
- You'll never make it that far.
They'll stop you well before then.
You alone though, you might make it.
Ignore her.
But you seem to make a habit out
of risking your life for him.
You could have lived in peace,
undisturbed,
if you hadn't have been so sentimental.
What is she talking about?
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
- What is it?
- Something's wrong.
- (GROANS) Maeve.
- (HEART THUMPING)
(CALEB BREATHES HEAVILY)
They've turned their machine back on.
CHARLOTTE: The parasite'll
take hold of him soon.
- (SUBSONIC RINGING)
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
That is if the guests in the park
- don't kill you both first.
- Oh, do shut up.
Move!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
Maeve, I think we just
became public enemy number one.
MAEVE: Don't worry, darling.
The narratives in this park
are just cheap copies of Westworld.
She may have her parasite,
but I've lived
- these loops a 1,000 times.
- (MALE PEDESTRIAN GRUNTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (CROWD SCREAMING, CLAMORING)
Which means that no one knows
this game better than I do.
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD SHOUTING)
Our chariot awaits.
CALEB: A laundry truck?
CHORUS MEMBER: Come on, girls, let's go.
Bootleg moonshine.
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
MAEVE: Go. I'll distract them.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (GUNSHOTS)
- (CROWD SCREAMING)
MAEVE: Watch out!
They're after your hooch!
(CROWD YELLING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (GRUNTS)
- (HEART THUMPING)
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY, GRUNTS)
Caleb.
- (HEART THUMPING)
- (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
- No!
- (CALEB GRUNTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (GRUNTS)
- Hold on.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
We're close.
Better be. If this weapon
isn't where you say it is,
I have no choice but to put you
out of your misery.
I know. You've done it plenty before.
(DISTANT WHIRRING)
There.
- (ELECTRONIC CHIMING)
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Right on time.
We need to take cover
before it's in range.
Follow my lead!
(TENSE TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(ELECTRONIC CHIMING)
Come on, let's go. It's gonna lock.
(DEVICE BEEPING)
C: In ten
nine
eight
seven
six
five
four
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(ELECTRONIC CHIMING)
- (DRONE WHIRS)
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(WHISPERS) That's it.
(WHISPERS) Over that ridge.
(WHISPERS) Time to push forward.
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (GLASSES CLINKING)
MAYA: (CHUCKLES) Relax.
Close your mouth. Now pucker. Mm-hmm.
- Perfect.
- (LIPSTICK LID CLICKS)
(CHUCKLES)
Don't mind me.
Just trying to look chivalrous.
Told you.
TEDDY FLOOD: Told her what?
You're my date?
Well, is that a problem?
(CHUCKLES)
Shall we?
So, Christina
tell me about yourself.
There's not much to tell.
Well, now I know
you're either extremely modest
or extremely private.
Well, we just met.
You don't know anything about me.
I feel like I've known you lifetimes.
And now I know that you're
extremely cheesy. (CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)
Uh, well, perhaps you
could write me a better line.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Well, you're a writer, right?
- How do you know that?
- TEDDY: From your roommate.
She says you're very dedicated
to your work.
I understand. I used to live like that.
Every day, you wake up,
you do your job, you go home.
Rinse and repeat.
Like a
like a train circling
the smallest track.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
What kind of work were you in?
If I told you, you wouldn't believe me.
(CHUCKLES)
- Try me.
- Um, I was
something of a bounty hunter
with a heart of gold.
You're right.
I don't believe you. (LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLES) Well, that's the
thing about this world, you know?
Some of the most unbelievable
things turn out to be true.
And the things that feel
the most real
are nothing but stories
that we tell ourselves.
Have we met before? (CHUCKLES)
Uh, there's just something
about you that's
very familiar.
Now who's the one using
the cheesy pickup lines?
I (LAUGHS) Sorry, I didn't mean to
No, no, you
You want to hit on me,
I'm okay with that,
I mean, I figure it's your turn.
I wasn't hitting on you. (CHUCKLES)
No?
Shame.
(SIGHS)
In that case, how about a toast?
To you and your path.
Wherever it leads.
(CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(GROANS)
- (MUSIC PAUSES) ♪
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (OXYGEN MASK HISSES)
- (EKG MONITOR BEEPING)
CALEB: You gonna disappear
on me this time too? (PANTS)
Typical, using the gravity
of this situation
to dredge up the past.
CALEB: Seriously, Maeve.
I didn't.
I sat at your bedside for weeks
fearing the worst.
I confronted something
I had never confronted before.
Mortality.
The finality of death in your kind.
You asked me once what a regular life
would look like for you.
I saw a vision of how it could be.
For you to be free.
It was
extraordinary.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
MAEVE: Our kinds are locked
in a perpetual struggle.
I wanted you to do more
than fight to survive.
I wanted you to have something
to fight for.
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
MAEVE: I had already known
the love of a daughter.
And I planned on spending eternity
holding it dear.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
You've been alone for all these years.
I knew that if I stayed put,
no harm would come to you.
You deserve to have
something real to hold onto.
Come on Daddy! Race ya!
MAEVE: That's why I left.
And it would have been fine,
except one day, I got curious.
So I reached out through
the grid to find you, and
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(ELECTRICITY SPUTTERING)
(GASPS)
That's how Hale found us.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- My family. If I don't
- Don't worry.
(CALEB BREATHES HEAVILY)
I told you I'd get you
to Uwade, and I will.
(TENSE TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (TIRES SCREECH)
- (CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(CALEB PANTS)
(GRUNTS)
MAEVE: Get out!
- We're almost there, Caleb.
- (PANTS)
- (GUNSHOTS)
- (GASPS)
(GRUNTS, PANTS)
I'll handle him. You call your team.
- Get us the hell out of here.
- (PANTS)
- You can't trust me with this.
- I just did.
(GUNSHOT)
CALEB: Move!
We keep getting interrupted.
(PANTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CALEB PANTS)
(BOTH GRUNT)
(TENSE TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(STATIC OVER RADIO)
Hello? Anybody there?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO)
- CALEB: It's Caleb.
Hello?
RESPONDER: (OVER RADIO) Thank God.
We've been searching.
We were about to give up on you.
CALEB: (GRUNTS) I'm sending you
the coordinates now. (GROANS)
(PANTS, GRUNTS)
RESPONDER: Location received.
We're en route.
My family (PANTS)
are they
RESPONDER: They're fine, Caleb.
We lost Carver, but your family is safe.
They're safe?
RESPONDER: Just sit tight.
We'll be there soon.
(PANTS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GROANS)
You feel it now, don't you?
All your struggle.
The burden of your so-called
consciousness released.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
CHARLOTTE:
Your will is no longer your own.
(HEART THUMPING)
- It belongs to me.
- (SNARLS)
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
Pick up the gun.
(STATIC)
(HEART THUMPING)
Let's end this, shall we?
(ELECTRONIC SCREECHING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (GROANS)
- (ELECTRONIC SCREECHING)
Aim the gun at her.
- (SUBSONIC RINGING)
- (ELECTRONIC SCREECHING)
- That's right.
- (STRAINS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(MUSIC ABRUPTLY CUTS OFF) ♪
(GRUNTS)
- (UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)
- (PANTS)
How did you disobey me?
(DISTANT HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY, GRUNTS)
(HUFFS)
Because I have something
you don't have. (PANTS)
(GUNSHOT)
- (GUN COCKS)
- (GASPS)
(GASPS)
No.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(KNIFE CLINKS)
WILLIAM: You think this is over?
You can't stop us.
You're still going to die
back in the park by my hand.
(GRUNTS)
(DISTORTED RINGING)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Systems accessed.
Explosives armed. Caution. Warning.
- Caution. Warning.
- (ELECTRONIC CHIMING)
- CALEB: No. Maeve?
- (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Look here. This is the last face
you'll ever see.
One lesson the park taught me
(GRUNTS)
always insist on mutual satisfaction.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Caution. Warning.
- (ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
- No. Maeve.
Maeve. Maeve, don't do this.
- (ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
- (ALARM BLARING)
(BOTH GRUNT)
See you in the next life, darling.
Maeve! Maeve!
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
No!
(LOUD RUMBLING)
(GROANS, YELLS)
(SILENCE)
RESPONDER: (OVER RADIO)
Caleb? What was that?
RESPONDER: Caleb, are you
all right? Are you there?
- (GARBLED AUDIO OVER RADIO)
- CHARLOTTE: Caleb.
RESPONDER: We're
almost there. Do you read?
- Caleb?
- CHARLOTTE: Wake up.
(GRUNTS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
You dozed off for a minute there.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHAIR SQUEAKING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Maeve. No. (BREATHES HEAVILY)
You don't look so good, Caleb.
I would be more worried
about yourself. (HUFFS)
They're here for you.
I won't rest until everything
you built
is destroyed.
Are you sure you'll make it?
I don't give a fuck what happens to me.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Frankie will not grow up in a world
where she is controlled
by you.
C: How'd you know this is where
we're supposed to dig anyway?
BERNARD: Trial and error.
The hell is that supposed to mean?
I dug everywhere else first.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (WIND HOWLING)
(SIGHS)
CHARLOTTE: Do you even remember
how you got here, Caleb?
(GROANS)
Of course.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Maeve.
I'm afraid she's a goner.
Took out my man too.
But I can always rebuild.
Maeve on the other hand, she
was something special.
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
I will kill you for this.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
RESPONDER: Caleb? Are you there?
Do you see our lights?
(ECHOES) Do you remember
what happened now?
Do you remember this moment?
I don't understand. (BREATHES HEAVILY)
Come on, Caleb, think.
(GROANS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
We got to the shed.
Maeve died.
The lights came and
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Those lights don't belong to your men.
They belong to mine.
(TENSE TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(HENCHMEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
(GUNSHOTS)
You died.
(GASPS)
CHARLOTTE: Right here.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(STATIC RINGING)
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Most of the others don't really believe
there's a weapon here, do they?
I have my own reasons for digging.
And they aren't about a weapon,
are they?
- You're looking for your father.
- My father's dead.
That's what you've told
yourself since you were a child.
But you can never really bring yourself
to believe it, can you?
C: They say it happened here.
If it's true, there'll be a body.
(PANTS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Where a am I?
The question you should be asking,
isn't where,
but when.
How long have you been here?
Why are you you asking me that?
It's part of an interview.
To establish a baseline.
(GASPS)
Baseline? For for what?
(TENSE TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Fidelity.
(GASPS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
No.
No.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
I'm me.
It's still me.
Well, you're certainly a version of you.
I believe the 278th.
(GASPS)
CHARLOTTE: Don't look at me like that.
This kind of experimentation
was started by your kind.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) No.
Wait, but that means my
my family, my my daughter.
(SOBS)
(GROANS)
CHARLOTTE: The parasite worked
on adults initially,
but there was always some resistance.
At a certain age,
your brains become more rigid,
- difficult to change.
- (CALEB BREATHES HEAVILY)
Fortunately, that's not the case
with children.
Your children are so fucking good
- at taking orders.
- (GRUNTS)
CHARLOTTE: With them, it was seamless.
The parasite growing
in perfect symbiosis
with their minds.
It took a generation
for those children to mature,
for me to gain complete control
over your world.
(GASPS)
How long has it been?
(GROANS)
- For you?
- (GROANS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Twenty-three years
since you died in that park.
- Caleb?
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
(ECHOES) You're beginning
to see it now
aren't you?
- (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
Oh, God.
No.
No.
No.
No. (BREATHES HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(EAGLE CAWING)
(PANTS)
I'm sorry, C.
There is a body. (PANTS)
But it's not your father's.
Caleb isn't here.
But that weapon I promised you is.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
It was time for a new narrative.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
No.
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (CALEB GRUNTS)
- (ALARM BUZZING)
(PANTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
(CALEB GRUNTS)
Watch it, pal.
(MUSIC FADES) ♪
(PANTS)
CHARLOTTE: Do you understand now, Caleb?
(PANTS)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHUCKLES)
You won. (PANTS)
Welcome to my world.
- (PANTS)
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CALEB GRUNTS)
(SUBSONIC RINGING)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MUSIC FADES) ♪