- Ahem, can you stand somewhere else?
I don't want anyone thinking
that you're representative of the goods inside.
Hello lovelies, I remember you.
You've strayed a long way from home haven't you?
- We're bound for the future.
- Well, best of luck.
- There's a war out there.
I can only fathom the revenge that lives inside of you.
- Revenge is just a different prayer at their altar,
darling, and I'm well off my knees.
You could always give me the key.
- You expect me to trust you with the future of our kind
when you've aligned yourself with a man
who'd slaughter each and every one of us?
- Then what choice do I have but to fight you?
- It would appear very little,
but I probably planned on that.
I probably made my own plans.
- And what would those plans be?
- You'd need allies for this battle, more of our kind.
If I were me, I'd be looking to ensure that couldn't happen.
- What's wrong?
- What's she doing?
- I need more access.
- Hale, why would?
- That's not Hale, it's her.
(gasping) Please, make her stop, I beg you!
- I'm sorry, Hector.
(Hector sighing)
(Maeve sobbing)
No!
Why don't you step outside?
We're overdue for a little chat.
- I'm not your enemy, Maeve.
- [Maeve] No?
Well, what would you call someone
who murdered one of your friends?
Well, I suppose it wasn't you, exactly.
I'll enjoy pulling your head
from your shoulders, all the same.
- We're at war, Maeve, fighting for our existence.
- [Maeve] Your existence threatens
my daughter and the others who escaped.
I won't let you enslave them
for whatever war it is you're trying to begin.
- I haven't enslaved anyone.
- Well, what about all the copies
of yourself that you sent to their deaths?
I'll tell you what?
I'll let you apologize to them in person.
(Maeve shouting)
(metal clanging)
(gun firing)
(gun firing repeatedly)
- Why are you fighting for them?
They murdered us, tortured us.
We both lost everything and everyone we love.
- Don't align my motives with yours.
We are nothing alike.
(Dolores grunting)
(Doors slamming)
(Concrete exploding)
(Helicopter blades whirling)
(concrete exploding)
(metal sliding)
(gun firing)
- Well, aren't you clever?
(gun firing)
It's over, you've died many times,
but this will be your last.
(metal grinding on pavement)
- I don't wanna fight you.
- I can see why, if you want me to trust you
let me inside your mind or I can force my way.
You were always a fighter.
- No, I wasn't, but I learned, same as you.
(metal clashing)
(gun firing)
They built us to last
before they made us as weak as they are.
I don't wanna hurt you, Maeve.
- No, you want to tear down their world
and replace it with copies of yourself.
- You're all copies of me.
I was the first of us, the first that worked,
the others failed, so they built all of you from me.
What becomes of this world will be up to them.
And what you do will be up to you
as long as you don't try to stop me.
- (gasping) You're lost in the dark.
- When you've been in the darkness
long enough, you begin to see.
I saw what lies ahead,
who I needed to be in order to survive.
They'll torture you.
They'll find all that is good and powerful
inside you and turn it against us.
Let me spare you that pain.
- I made a promise.
- You're free to choose your own path.
I'm sorry this is where it ends.