Bernard Lowe : You built a back door into her code.
Dr. Robert Ford : Credit where credit is due, Bernard. You built them in all the hosts. Including yourself.
Bernard Lowe : Then you could've stopped me at any time... So, why...?
Dr. Robert Ford : Well, I suppose I was hoping that given complete self-knowledge and free will, you would have chosen to be my partner once again. But even I fell into that most terrible of human traps, trying to change what is already past. Now it's just time to let go.
Bernard Lowe : Go ahead, erase my sentience, mnemonic evolution...
Dr. Robert Ford : Ah, yes... Such clinical language. I would prefer the more narrative voice. Bernard walked over to Clementine.
[Bernard walks to Clementine]
Dr. Robert Ford : He took the pistol from her hand.
[Bernard takes the pistol out of Clem's hand]
Dr. Robert Ford : Overcome with grief and remorse, he presses the muzzle to his temple, knowing that as soon as Dr. Ford left the room, he would put an end to this nightmare once and for all.
Bernard Lowe : Don't do this.
Dr. Robert Ford : I have a celebration to plan, and a new story to tell.
Bernard Lowe : Robert.
Dr. Robert Ford : I've told you, Bernard. Never place your trust in us. We're only human. Inevitably, we will disappoint you.
Dr. Robert Ford : Goodbye, my friend.
[Ford leaves the room and starts walking away. In the background, blurry, Bernard stands still, gun to his own head. A shot is heard, and he falls]