Batty: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
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Batty: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
Batty: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled around their shores; burning with the fires of Orc.
Tyrell: "More human than human" is our motto.
Rachael: That Voight-Kampf test of yours. Did you ever tried to take that test yourself? Deckard?
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Rachael: I'm not in the business. I am the business.
Bryant: I need ya, Deck. This is a bad one, the worst yet. I need the old blade runner, I need your magic.
Leon: Nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch!
Pris: I think, Sebastian, therefore I am.
Deckard: I have had people walk out on me before, but not... when I was being so charming.
Batty: Gosh, you've... really got some nice toys here.
Batty: We're not computers, Sebastian, we're physical.
Bryant: Christ, Deckard. You look almost as bad as that skin-job you left on the sidewalk.
Batty: You'd better get it up, or I'm gonna have to kill you!
Deckard: That's no way to treat a friend.
Bryant: This is Zhora. She's trained for an Off-World kick murder squad. Talk about Beauty and the Beast - she's both.
Deckard: I'm from the, uh, Confidential Committee on Moral Abuses.
Bryant: Stop right where you are! You know the score, pal. If you're not cop, you're little people.
Deckard: No, four! Two, two, four! And noodles.
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Tyrell: Commerce is our goal, here. More human than human.
Deckard: They don't advertise for killers in the newspaper. That was my profession. Ex-cop. Ex-blade runner. Ex-killer.
Batty: That was irrational of you... not to mention unsportsmanlike.
Deckard: Sushi. That's what my ex-wife called me - cold fish.
Bear, Kaiser: Home again, home again, jiggidy-jig! Gooood Evening, J.F!
Tyrell: Milk and cookies kept you awake, eh, Sebastian?
Deckard: They call me The Blade Runner.
Zhora: You're a dedicated man. Dry me.
Batty: Four. Five. How to stay alive?
Batty: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
Gaff: It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
Batty: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled around their shores; burning with the fires of Orc.
Tyrell: "More human than human" is our motto.
Rachael: That Voight-Kampf test of yours. Did you ever tried to take that test yourself? Deckard?
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Rachael: I'm not in the business. I am the business.
Bryant: I need ya, Deck. This is a bad one, the worst yet. I need the old blade runner, I need your magic.
Pris: I think, Sebastian, therefore I am.
Leon: Nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch!
Deckard: I have had people walk out on me before, but not... when I was being so charming.
Batty: Gosh, you've... really got some nice toys here.
Batty: We're not computers, Sebastian, we're physical.
Gaff: It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
Tyrell: The facts of life... to make an alteration in the evolvement of an organic life system is fatal. A coding sequence cannot be revised once it's been established. Batty: Why not? Tyrell: Because by the second day of incubation, any cells that have undergone reversion mutation give rise to revertant colonies, like rats leaving a sinking ship; then the ship... sinks. Batty: What about EMS-3 recombination? Tyrell: We've already tried it - ethyl, methane, sulfinate as an alkylating agent and potent mutagen; it created a virus so lethal the subject was dead before it even left the table. Batty: Then a repressor protein, that would block the operating cells. Tyrell: Wouldn't obstruct replication; but it does give rise to an error in replication, so that the newly formed DNA strand carries with it a mutation - and you've got a virus again... but this, all of this is academic. You were made as well as we could make you. Batty: But not to last. Tyrell: The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long - and you have burned so very, very brightly, Roy. Look at you: you're the Prodigal Son; you're quite a prize! Batty: I've done... questionable things. Tyrell: Also extraordinary things; revel in your time. Batty: Nothing the God of biomechanics wouldn't let you into heaven for.
Gaff: You've done a man's job, sir. I guess you're through, huh? Deckard: Finished. Gaff: It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
Deckard: She's a replicant, isn't she? Tyrell: I'm impressed. How many questions does it usually take to spot them? Deckard: I don't get it, Tyrell. Tyrell: How many questions? Deckard: Twenty, thirty, cross-referenced. Tyrell: It took more than a hundred for Rachael, didn't it? Deckard: She doesn't know. Tyrell: She's beginning to suspect, I think. Deckard: Suspect? How can it not know what it is?
Batty: Yes! Batty: Questions... Morphology? Longevity? Incept dates? Hannibal Chew: Don't know, I don't know such stuff. I just do eyes, ju-, ju-, just eyes... just genetic design, just eyes. You Nexus, huh? I design your eyes. Batty: Chew, if only you could see what I've seen with your eyes!
Rachael: Do you like our owl? Deckard: It's artificial? Rachael: Of course it is. Deckard: Must be expensive. Rachael: Very. Rachael: I'm Rachael. Deckard: Deckard. Rachael: It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public. Deckard: Replicants are like any other machine - they're either a benefit or a hazard. If they're a benefit, it's not my problem.
Rachael: What if I go north? Disappear. Would you come after me? Hunt me? Deckard: No... No, I wouldn't. I owe you one... But somebody would.
Deckard: You're reading a magazine. You come across a full-page nude photo of a girl. Rachael: Is this testing whether I'm a replicant or a lesbian, Mr. Deckard?
Tyrell: 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 gift them with a past, we create a cushion or a pillow for their emotions, and consequently, we can control them better. Deckard: Memories! You're talking about memories!
Tyrell: Is this to be an empathy test? Capillary dilation of the so-called blush response? Fluctuation of the pupil. Involuntary dilation of the iris... Deckard: We call it Voight-Kampff for short.
Pris: Must get lonely here, J.F. J.F. Sebastian: Not really. I MAKE friends. They're toys. My friends are toys. I make them. It's a hobby. I'm a genetic designer.
Deckard: Shakes? Me too. I get 'em bad. It's part of the business. Rachael: I'm not in the business... I *am* the business.
Holden: Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind about... your mother. Leon: My mother? Holden: Yeah. Leon: Let me tell you about my mother.
Tyrell: I'm surprised you didn't come here sooner. Batty: It's not an easy thing to meet your maker. Tyrell: What could he do for you? Batty: Can the maker repair what he makes?
Deckard: Remember when you were six? You and your brother snuck into an empty building through a basement window. You were going to play doctor. He showed you his, but when it got to be your turn you chickened and ran; you remember that? You ever tell anybody that? Your mother, Tyrell, anybody? Remember the spider that lived outside your window? Orange body, green legs. Watched her build a web all summer, then one day there's a big egg in it. The egg hatched... Rachael: The egg hatched... Deckard: Yeah... Rachael: ...and a hundred baby spiders came out... and they ate her. Deckard: Implants. Those aren't your memories, they're somebody else's. They're Tyrell's niece's. Deckard: O.K., bad joke... I made a bad joke. You're not a replicant. Go home, O.K.? No, really - I'm sorry, go home.
Bryant: They jumped a shuttle off-world, killed the crew and passengers. We found the shuttle drifting off the coast two weeks ago, so we know they're around. Deckard: Embarrassing. Bryant: No sir. Not embarrassing, because no one's ever going to find out they're down here. 'Cause you're gonna spot 'em and you're gonna air 'em out! Deckard: I don't work here anymore. Give it to Holden. He's good. Bryant: I did. He can breathe okay, as long as nobody unplugs him.
Tyrell: Would you... like to be upgraded? Batty: I had in mind something a little more radical. Tyrell: What... what seems to be the problem? Batty: Death. Tyrell: Death; ah, well that's a little out of my jurisdiction. You... Batty: *I want more life, fucker/father!* (IMDb Editor's note: see trivia section for details)
Rachael: May I ask you a personal question? Deckard: Sure. Rachael: Have you ever retired a human by mistake? Deckard: No. Rachael: But in your position, that is a risk.
Policeman: This sector is closed to ground traffic. What are you doing here? Deckard: I'm working. What are you doing? Policeman: Arresting you, that's what I'm doing.
Deckard: Enhance 224 to 176. Deckard: Enhance. Stop. Deckard: Move in. Stop. Deckard: Pull out, track right. Stop. Deckard: Center and pull back. Stop. Deckard: Track 45 right. Stop. Center and stop. Deckard: Enhance 34 to 36. Deckard: Pan right or-and pull back. Stop. Deckard: Enhance 34 to 46. Deckard: Pull back. Wait a minute. Go right. Stop. Deckard: Enhance 57 to 19. Track 45 left. Stop. Deckard: Enhance 15 to 23. Deckard: Gimme a hard copy right there.
Roy: If we don't find help soon, Pris hasn't got long to live. We can't allow that. Roy: Is he good? J.F. Sebastian: Who? Roy: Your opponent. J.F. Sebastian: Oh, Dr. Tyrell? I've only beaten him once in chess. He's a genius! He designed you. Roy: Maybe he could help. J.F. Sebastian: I'd be happy to mention it to him. Roy: Better if I talk to him in person. But I understand he's a sort of hard man to get to. J.F. Sebastian: Yes. Roy: Will you help us? J.F. Sebastian: I can't. Pris: We need you, Sebastian. You're our best and only friend.
