No show likes to keep you on your toes quite like Westworld. After a yearlong break, we open season two with a tête-a-tête between Dolores (Evan Rachel Wood) and Bernard (Jeffrey Wright). Or is it Dolores and Arnold? Does it even matter? Bernard tells Dolores he had a dream where the other hosts left him behind, but when she asks what it means, he tells her dreams are not real—they are just noise.
But are they, or are they memories? We flash back to humanity’s worst nightmare, the massacre at the end of season one where Dolores and her fellow hosts turn a gala night into bloody carnage. And suddenly we cut to Bernard, washed up on a shore, with four machine guns pointed at him. Confused? Us, too.
Right in the nick of time he’s saved from a certain death by Stubbs (Luke Hemsworth), who obviously hasn’t been clued in on Bernard’s robot status. Stubbs tells the aggro security people that Bernard’s the boss, and good thing too, because as we pan across the beach, the hosts from the Wild West are washing up and all consequently being executed.