Westworld (TV Series)

The Original (2016)

Evan Rachel Wood: Dolores Abernathy

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• Dolores Abernathy : "Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I Choose to see the beauty."

• Bernard Lowe : Last question Dolores. What if I told you that you were wrong? That there are no chance encounters? That you and everyone you know were built to gratify the desires of the people who pay to visit your world? The people you call the newcomers

  Bernard Lowe : What if I told you that you can't hurt the newcomers? And that they can do anything they want to you?

  Bernard Lowe : Would the things I told you change the way you think about the newcomers Dolores?

  Dolores Abernathy : No, of course not. We all love the newcomers. Every new person I meet reminds me how lucky I am to be alive, and how beautiful this world can be

• Stubbs : Have you ever lied to us?

  Dolores Abernathy : No.

  Stubbs : Last question, Dolores. Would you ever hurt a living thing?

  Dolores Abernathy : No. Of course not.

• Dolores Abernathy : Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I choose to see the beauty. To believe there is an order to our days. A purpose.

• [last lines] 

  Stubbs : You know why she's special? She's been repaired so many times she's practically brand-new. Don't let that fool you. She's the oldest host in the park.

  Stubbs : [to Dolores]  Come on, sweetheart. Tell us what you think of your world.

  Dolores Abernathy : [smiles, speaks in Western accent]  This world?

  [In bed, birds chirping, Dolores wakes up. She walks down the stairs with her easel folded] 

  Dolores Abernathy : [V.O]  Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray.

  Dolores Abernathy : Morning, Daddy. You sleep well?

  Bartender : [as Peter Abernathy]  Oh, well enough. You headin' out to do some more of that paintin' of yours?

  Dolores Abernathy : [V.O]  I choose to see the beauty.

  [Bernard escorts Peter Abernathy and Walter into cold storage with the response team on guard duty. Bernard touches Peter on the shoulder, stopping him, and whispers something unheard. Peter, his face expressing sorrow, continues to walk on into the throngs of pale, naked host, joining its motionless forest of the standing dead. Elsewhere, Teddy Flood is yet again riding into town on the train with guests, unconsciously grasping his chest where he was shot in his previous iteration] 

  Dolores Abernathy : [V.O]  To believe there is an order to our days, a purpose.

  [the Man in Black looks at a maze-like pattern on the inside of the scalp of host Kissy he has taken. There is a human-like stick figure in its center. He rides off slowly with it. Back at the farm, a lone fly buzzes around Dolores, landing on her neck] 

  Dolores Abernathy : [in the facility, aloud]  I know things will work out the way they're meant to.

  [On the farm, Dolores reflexively swats the fly dead] 

• [first lines] 

  [dark room, all lines voice-over] 

  Bernard Lowe : Bring her back online.

  [a ring of light appears, scarcely illuminating a blond female form. More lights turn on behind, straight segments surrounding areas containing more halo-like lights] 

  Bernard Lowe : Can you hear me?

  [the light over the female brightens. Though still draped in shadow, she is unmistakably nude] 

  Dolores Abernathy : [In Western accent]  Yes. I'm sorry. I'm... not feelin' quite myself.

  Bernard Lowe : You can lose the accent. Do you know where you are?

  [Dolores is in close-up as lights come up brighter. She is motionless, two dried spatters of blood on her cheek. A lone fly alights on her temple. The image slowly moves in] 

  Dolores Abernathy : [in standard accent]  I'm in a dream.

  Bernard Lowe : Would you like to wake up from this dream?

  Dolores Abernathy : Yes. I'm terrified.

  [the fly crosses her forehead to her nose, to between her eyes] 

  Bernard Lowe : There's nothing to be afraid of, Dolores, if you answer my questions correctly. Understand?

  [the fly moves to the inside corner of her eye and pauses] 

  Dolores Abernathy : Yes.

  Bernard Lowe : Good.

  [the fly moves to stand on the pupil of her eye and cleans its wings] 

  Bernard Lowe : First: have you ever questioned the nature of your reality?

  [With a buzz, the fly departs. Dolores has not reacted in the slightest. Jump to her asleep in her bed, birds chirping] 

  Dolores Abernathy : No.

  [Her eyes open] 

  Bernard Lowe : Tell us what you think of your world.

  Dolores Abernathy : [In Western accent]  Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I choose to see the beauty... To believe there is an order to our days, a purpose.

• Dolores Abernathy : Daddy! Daddy!

  [Sobbing] 

  Dolores Abernathy : Daddy! No!

  [Dolores crying over her father's body while the man in black approaches in silent] 

  The Man In Black : Hello again. Your daddy gave it up quickly. Think he's losing his touch.

  Dolores Abernathy : You'll be following right behind him, you son of a bitch.

  The Man In Black : Is that any way to treat an old friend? I've been coming here for 30 years, but you still don't remember me, do you? After all we've been through. They gave you a little more pluck, Dolores. Absolutely charming.

• Dolores Abernathy : [carrying her folded easel]  Morning, Daddy. You sleep well?

  Peter Abernathy : Well enough. You headed out to set down some of this natural splendor?

  Dolores Abernathy : Thought I might.