Next subject: Kowalski, Leon.
Engineer, waste disposal.
File section, new employee, six days.
Come in.
Sit down.
Care if I talk?
I'm kind of nervous when I take tests.
All right, just please don't move.
Sorry.
I already had an IQ test this year. I don't think I've ever had one of these...
Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention.
Now, answer as quickly as you can.
Sure.
1187 at Hunterwasser.
- That's the hotel. - What?
- Where I live. - Nice place?
Yeah, sure, I guess. That part of the test?
No. Just warming you up, that's all.
Oh. It's not fancy or anything.
You're in a desert, walking along in the sand, when all of a...
- Is this the test, now? - Yes.
You're in a desert, walking along in the sand,
- when all of a sudden you look down... - What one?
- What? - What desert?
Doesn't make any difference what desert, it's completely hypothetical.
- But how come I'd be there? - Maybe you're fed up,
maybe you wanna be by yourself. Who knows?
You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon.
- It's crawling towards you... - Tortoise? What's that?
- Know what a turtle is? - Of course.
Same thing.
I've never seen a turtle.
But I understand what you mean.
You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back, Leon.
Do you make up these questions, Mr. Holden?
Or do they write them down for you?
The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun,
beating its legs, trying to turn itself over, but it can't.
Not without your help. But you're not helping.
- What do you mean, I'm not helping? - I mean, you're not helping.
Why is that, Leon?
They're just questions, Leon.
In answer to your query, they're written down for me.
It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response.
Shall we continue?
Describe, in single words,
only the good things that come into your mind
- about your mother. - My mother?
Yeah.
Let me tell you about my mother.
A new life awaits you in the Off-world colonies.
The chance to begin again,
in a golden land of opportunity and adventure.
A new life awaits you in the Off-world colonies.
The chance to begin again,
in a golden land of opportunity and adventure.
Let's go to the colonies.
This announcement has been brought to you
by the Shimago-Dominguez Corporation.
Helping America into the new world.
Use your new friend as a personal body servant or a tireless field hand.
The custom-tailored, genetically engineered
humanoid Replicant, designed especially for your needs.
So come on, America,
let's put our team up there...
Give me four.
No. Four. Two, two, four.
And noodles.
Hey.
He say you under arrest, Mr. Deckard.
Got the wrong guy, pal.
He say you blade runner.
Tell him I'm eating.
Bryant, huh?
Yellow three, climb and maintain 4,000
when approaching pad six,
use caution.
Final descent.
Now on glide path, on course,
over the landing threshold.
- Hiya, Deck. - Bryant.
You wouldn't have come if I just asked you to.
Sit down, pal.
Come on, don't be an asshole, Deckard.
I've got four skin-jobs walking the streets.
They jumped a shuttle Off-world, killed the crew and passengers.
They found the shuttle drifting off the coast two weeks ago,
so we know they're around.
- Embarrassing. - No, sir, not embarrassing,
'cause no one's ever going to find out they're down here.
'Cause you're gonna spot them and you're gonna air them out.
I don't work here anymore.
- Give it to Holden. He's good. - I did.
He can breathe okay, as long as nobody unplugs him.
He's not good enough. Not good as you.
I need you, Deck. This is a bad one. The worst yet.
I need the old blade runner. I need your magic.
I was quit when I come in here, Bryant.
I'm twice as quit now.
Stop right where you are! You know the score, pal.
If you're not cop, you're little people.
No choice, huh?
No choice, pal.
I already had an IQ test this year.
I don't think I've ever had one of these...
Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention.
- Now, answer as quickly as you can. - Yeah, sure.
1187 at Hunterwasser.
- That's the hotel. - What?
- Where I live. - Nice place?
Yeah, sure, I guess.
There was an escape from the Off-world colonies two weeks ago.
Six Replicants, three male, three female.
They slaughtered 23 people and jumped a shuttle.
An aerial patrol spotted the ship off the coast.
No crew. No sight of them.
Three nights ago, they tried to break into Tyrell Corporation.
One of them got fried running through an electrical field.
We lost the others.
On the possibility they might try to infiltrate his employees,
I had Holden go over
and run Voight-Kampff tests on the new workers.
Looks like he got himself one.
So you look down and you see a tortoise, it's crawling towards you...
Tortoise? What's that?
- Know what a turtle is? - Of course.
Same thing.
I've never seen a turtle.
Well, I don't get it. Why do they risk coming back to Earth for?
That's unusual. Why...
What do they want out of the Tyrell Corporation?
Well, you tell me, pal. That's what you're here for.
- What's this? - Nexus 6.
Roy Batty. Incept date, 2016.
Combat model. Optimum self-sufficiency.
Probably the leader.
This is Zhora.
She's trained for an Off-world kick murder squad.
Talk about beauty and the beast.
She's both.
The fourth skin-job is Pris. A basic pleasure model.
The standard item for military clubs in the outer colonies.
They were designed to copy human beings in every way, except their emotions.
But the designers reckoned that after a few years,
they might develop their own emotional responses.
You know, hate, love, fear, anger, envy.
- So they built in a fail-safe device. - Which is what?
Four-year life span.
Now, there's a Nexus 6 over at the Tyrell Corporation.
- I want you to go put the machine on it. - And if the machine doesn't work?
Do you like our owl?
It's artificial?
Of course it is.
Must be expensive.
Very. I'm Rachael.
Deckard.
It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public.
Replicants are like any other machine, they're either a benefit or a hazard.
If they're a benefit, it's not my problem.
May I ask you a personal question?
Sure.
Have you ever retired a human by mistake?
No.
But in your position, that is a risk.
Is this to be an empathy test?
Capillary dilation of the so-called blush response?
Fluctuation of the pupil.
Involuntary dilation of the iris.
We call it Voight-Kampff for short.
Mr. Deckard, Dr. Eldon Tyrell.
Demonstrate it.
- I wanna see it work. - Where's the subject?
I wanna see it work on a person.
I want to see a negative, before I provide you with a positive.
What's that gonna prove?
Indulge me.
On you?
Try her.
It's too bright in here.
Do you mind if I smoke?
It won't affect the test.
All right, I'm gonna ask you a series of questions.
Just relax and answer them as simply as you can.
It's your birthday.
- Someone gives you a calfskin wallet. - I wouldn't accept it.
Also, I'd report the person who gave it to me to the police.
You've got a little boy. He shows you his butterfly collection,
plus the killing jar.
I'd take him to the doctor.
You're watching television.
Suddenly, you realize there's a wasp crawling on your arm.
I'd kill it.
You're reading a magazine.
You come across a full page nude photo of a girl.
Is this testing whether I'm a Replicant or a lesbian, Mr. Deckard?
Just answer the questions, please.
You show it to your husband.
He likes it so much, he hangs it on your bedroom wall.
I wouldn't let him.
- Why not? - I should be enough for him.
One more question.
You're watching a stage play. A banquet is in progress.
The guests are enjoying an appetizer of raw oysters.
The entrée consists of boiled dog.
Would you step out for a few moments, Rachael?
Thank you.
- She's a Replicant, isn't she? - I'm impressed.
How many questions does it usually take to spot one?
- I don't get it, Tyrell. - How many questions?
Twenty, thirty, cross-referenced.
It took more than a hundred for Rachael, didn't it?
She doesn't know?
- She's beginning to suspect, I think. - Suspect? How can it not know what it is?
Commerce is our goal here at Tyrell. "More human than human" is our motto.
Rachael is an experiment, nothing more.
We began to recognize in them a strange obsession.
After all, they are emotionally inexperienced,
with only a few years in which to store up the experiences
which you and I take for granted. If we give them the past,
we create a cushion or a pillow for their emotions,
and consequently we can control them better.
Memories.
You're talking about memories.
Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention.
- Now answer as quickly as you can. - Sure.
1187 at Hunterwasser.
- That's the hotel. - What?
- Where I live. - Nice place?
Yeah, sure, I guess. That part of the test?
No.
Time
enough.
Did you get your precious photos?
Someone was there.
Men?
Policemen?
"Fiery the angels fell
"deep thunder rolled around their shores
"burning with the fires of Orc."
You not come here!
Illegal!
Hey! Hey!
Cold! Those are my eyes! Freezing!
Yes.
Questions.
Morphology? Longevity? Incept dates?
Don't know. I don't know such stuff.
I just do eyes.
Just eyes. Genetic design.
Just eyes.
You Nexus, huh?
I design your eyes.
Chew,
if only you could see what I've seen with your eyes.
Now,
questions.
I don't know answers.
Who does?
Tyrell. He knows everything.
Tyrell Corporation?
He big boss. Big genius. He design your mind,
your brain.
Smart.
Very cold.
Not an easy man to see...
Give me coat.
...I guess?
Sebastian.
He take you there. He take you there.
Sebastian who?
J... J.F.
Sebastian. Sebastian.
Now,
where would we find this
J. F. Sebastian?
Let's continue, shall we?
Describe, in single words,
only the good things that come into your mind
- about your mother. - My mother?
Yeah.
I'll tell you about my mother.
Voice print identification. Your floor number, please.
- Deckard, 97. - Ninety-seven. Thank you.
I wanted to see you.
So I waited. Let me help you.
What do I need help for?
I don't know why he told you what he did.
Talk to him.
He wouldn't see me.
You want a drink, huh?
No?
You think I'm a Replicant, don't you?
Look.
It's me with my mother.
Yeah?
Remember when you were six?
You and your brother snuck into an empty building
through a basement window. You were gonna play doctor?
He showed you his, and when it got to be your turn, you chickened and ran.
Remember that?
Did you ever tell anybody that? Your mother? Tyrell? Anybody, huh?
You remember the spider that lived in a bush outside your window?
Orange body, green legs?
Watched her build a web all summer? Then one day, there was a big egg in it.
The egg hatched.
- The egg hatched... - Yeah.
...and a hundred baby spiders came out,
and they ate her.
Implants.
Those aren't your memories. They're somebody else's.
They're Tyrell's niece's.
Okay. Bad joke.
I made a bad joke. You're not a Replicant.
Go home. Okay?
No, really. I'm sorry.
Go home.
Want a drink?
I'll get you a drink. I'll get a glass.
Hey!
You forgot your bag.
I'm lost.
Don't worry, I won't hurt you.
- What's your name? - Pris.
Mine's J.F. Sebastian.
- Hi. - Hi.
Oh, where were you going?
Home?
I don't have one.
We scared each other pretty good, didn't we?
We sure did.
I'm hungry, J.F.
I got stuff inside. You wanna come in?
I was hoping you'd say that.
You live in this building all by yourself?
Yeah, I live here pretty much alone right now.
No housing shortage around here.
Plenty of room for everybody.
Watch out for the water.
Must get Ionely here, J.F.
Not really. I make friends.
They're toys. My friends are toys. I make them.
It's a hobby. I'm a genetic designer. Do you know what that is?
No.
Now.
Oh.
Yoo-hoo, home again!
- Good evening, J.F.! - Evening, fellas.
They're my friends. I made them.
Where are your folks?
- I'm sort of an orphan. - Oh.
What about your friends?
I have some, but I have to find them. I'll let them know where I am tomorrow.
Oh?
Can I take those things for you?
They're soaked, aren't they?
Enhance 224 to 176.
Enhance. Stop.
Move in.
Stop.
Pull out, track right. Stop.
Center and pull back.
Stop.
Track 45 right.
Stop.
Center and stop.
Enhance 34 to 36.
Pan right and pull back.
Stop.
Enhance 34 to 46.
Pull back.
Wait a minute. Go right.
Stop.
Enhance 57 to 19.
Track 45 left.
Stop.
Enhance 15 to 23.
Give me a hard copy right there.
Fish?
I think it was manufactured. Look.
Finest quality. Superior workmanship.
There is a maker's serial number.
9906947
XB-71.
Interesting.
Not fish. Snake scale.
Snake?
Try Abdul Ben Hassan. He make this snake.
Abdul Hassan?
I'm a police officer. I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Artificial snake license XB-71. That's you?
This is your work, huh? Who did you sell it to?
My work? Not too many could afford such quality.
- How many? - Very few.
How few? Look, my friend.
Taffey Lewis'. Down in Fourth Sector, Chinatown.
Bartender.
Taffey Lewis?
Taffey?
- I'd like to ask you a few questions. - Blew, babe.
Do you ever buy snakes from the Egyptian, Taffey?
All the time, pal.
Did you ever see this girl, huh?
Never seen her. Buzz off.
Your licenses in order, pal?
Hey, Louie. The man is dry.
Give him one on the house, okay? See ya.
Hello?
I've had people walk out on me before, but not when
I was being so charming.
I'm in a bar, here now down in the Fourth Sector.
Taffey Lewis is online.
Why don't you come on down here and have a drink?
I don't think so, Mr. Deckard.
- That's not my kind of place. - We'll go someplace else.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Taffey Lewis presents Miss Salome and the snake.
Watch her take the pleasures from the serpent
that once corrupted man.
Excuse me, Miss Salome, can I talk to you for a minute?
I'm from the American Federation of Variety Artists.
Oh, yeah?
I'm not here to make you join. No, ma'am. That's not my department.
Actually,
I'm from the Confidential Committee on Moral Abuses.
- Committee of Moral Abuses? - Yes, ma'am.
There's been some reports that the management
have been taking liberties with the artists in this place.
I don't know nothing about it.
Have you felt yourself to be exploited in any way?
How do you mean, exploited?
Well, like, to get this job.
I mean, did you do, or were you asked to do anything that's
lewd or unsavory,
or otherwise repulsive to your person, huh?
- Are you for real? - Oh, yeah.
I'd like to check your dressing room, if I may.
- For what? - For holes.
Holes?
Well, you'd be surprised what a guy would go through
to get a glimpse of a beautiful body.
No, I wouldn't.
Well, little
dirty holes they drill in the wall
so they can watch a lady undress.
- Is this a real snake? - Of course it's not real.
Do you think I'd be working in a place like this if I could afford a real snake?
So, if somebody does try to exploit me, who do I go to about it?
Me.
You're a dedicated man. Dry me.
Cross now. Cross now. Cross now.
Don't walk. Don't walk. Don't walk.
Cross now. Cross now. Cross now.
Move! Get out of the way!