WESTERN WORLD:
Woman: Oh, it's fantastic!
Hotel Clerk: I reckon that's everything. Bath's down the hall. Bath'll cost you 2 bits for hot water. Dinner at 7, breakfast at 6:30. Get lunch on your own. Couple of places in town to eat. Don't look like much here, but we have everything.
John: Just a minute.
John tips the clerk.
Peter: You mean to tell me he's a robot?
John: That's what I mean to tell you.
Peter: We're paying $1.000 a day for this?
John: It's authentic.
Peter: The West of the 1880s. Well, at least they could've made it a little more comfortable. But that's the point.
John: This is really the way it was. If you wanted comfort, you should have stayed in Chicago.
Peter: Julie would have loved all this.
John: Poking around for hours in all those funny shops, looking for silly . . . what the hell is wrong with you? You're a lawyer! You know better than anybody else what a ride she took you for.
Peter: Well, the kids.
John: Fine ,the kids! But you're here, 6 months later, still thinking about her.
Peter: No, not really. She just came to mind, is all. There's a lot to do here.
One of the main attractions is the Gunslinger (Yul Brynner), a robot programmed to start duels. Thanks to its programming, humans can always outdraw the Gunslinger and kill it.
Bartender: What'll it be?
John: Whiskey.
Bartender: What about you?
Peter: Vodka martini on the rocks with a twist of lemon. Very dry, please.
John: Just give him whiskey. He's new in town. You've got to get into the feel of the thing.
Peter: I feel silly.
John: Why?
Peter: It's like a joke.
John: It's not a joke, it's an amusement park. It's the best amusment park in the world. All you have to do is have fun. There's some pretty rough-looking customers here.
Peter: How many of them are...?
John: Guests like us? Who knows? That's the beauty of this place. It doesn't matter. It may look rough, but it's still just a resort. There's no way to get hurt here. Just enjoy yourself.
Peter: What is this stuff?
John: It doesn't say.
Peter: God! Give me this!
John: Puts hair on your chest.
Peter: Yeah!
A robot: Sloppy with your drink. Get this boy a bib.
Peter: Go on!
A robot: He needs his momma.
John: Kill him.
Peter: You talk too much.
A robot: You say something, boy?
Peter: I said you talk too much.
A robot: Why don't you make me shut up?
A robot: Your move.
(After the Gun Fight)
John: Pretty realistic, huh?
Peter: Listen, are you sure he was a...?
John: Of course. You don't really think you shot anybody, do you?
Peter: Wow.
INT. HOTEL ROOM
Peter: Hey, John... How do I know I'm not going to kill another guest with this thing?
John: Try it. Shoot me. Go on, shoot. Shoot! The gun has a sensing device. It wasn't fire at anything with a high body temperature. Only something cold, like a machine.
Peter: They thought of everything.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
Crew: The Black knight won't be repaired till tomorrow afternoon.
Scientist: Yeah, I have the banquet scheduled for 5:30, if that conforms.
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