Click h'"She's a replicant. Isn't she?" "I'm impressed! ..How many questions does it usually take to spot one?"re to add yo "Twenty, thirty, cross referenced." "It took more than a hundred for Rachael, didn't it?""text. "She doesn't know."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...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..a past,.. we can create a cushion, or pillow for their emotions, and consequently, we can controll them better." "...Memories.....You're talking about memories..." "m""''"
"You think I'm a replicant..don't you?...Look...It's me.. with my mother.."xt. "Yeah??..................Remember when you were six?....You and your brother snuck into an empty building...you were going to play "doctor"?....He showed you his,.. and when it got to be your turn, you chickened and ran... Ever tell anybody that? Your mother? Tyrell? Anybody...?.... 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..and a hundred baby spiders came out...and they ate her.." "....Imm..Implants.... Those aren't your memories,.... They're somebody elses- .. They're Tyrell's neice's...................................... 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......................................................................................................Want a drink............? I'll fix you a drink....... I'll get a glass....."
"Christ, Deckard! You look almost as bad as that skin-job you left on the sidewalk!.." "I'm going home.." "You could learn from this guy, Gaff. ..He's a g o d-damn one man slaughter house, that's what he is....4 more to go!...Come on Gaff, let's go... "THREE......There's THREE to go.." "THERE'S FOUR....tha-tha-that skin job you V.K.ed at Tyrell Corporation?.....Rachael?...Disappeared!- Vanished.... Didn't even know she was a replicant...Something to do with a brain implant, says Tyrell....Come on Gaff......Drink some for me, huh, pal........
