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NOTE: in case you're interested in reading the movie script - three versions of the script are available here - the first one from 1980, written by Hampton Fancher; the second one from 1981, written by Hampton Fancher and David Peoples; and finally, the transcript of the film itself (obviously from 1982).
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Batty: C'mon, Deckard. I'm right here,
but you've gotta shoot straight.
[Deckard shoots and misses]
Batty: Straight doesn't seem to be good enough!
Batty: Not very sporting to fire on an unarmed opponent. I thought you were supposed to be good. Aren't you the "good" man? C'mon, Deckard. Show me what you're made of.
Bryant: I need ya, Deck. This is a bad one, the worst yet. I need the old blade runner, I need your magic.
Deckard: They don't advertise for killers in the newspaper. That was my profession. Ex-cop. Ex-blade runner. Ex-killer.
Deckard: Have you felt yourself to be exploited in any way?
Zhora: Like what?
Deckard: Well... well, like to get this job. I mean, did... did you do,
or... or were you asked to do anything lewd... or unsavory, or... or, otherwise
repulsive to your... your person, huh?
Zhora: [Laughs] Are you for real?
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?
Deckard: The report read "Routine retirement of a replicant." That didn't make me feel any better about shooting a woman in the back.
Holden: You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look down...
Leon: What one?
Holden: What?
Leon: What desert?
Holden: It doesn't make any difference what desert, it's completely hypothetical.
Leon: But, how come I'd be there?
Holden: Maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself. Who knows? You look down
and see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling toward you...
Leon: Tortoise? What's that?
Holden: You know what a turtle is?
Leon: Of course!
Holden: Same thing.
Leon: I've never seen a turtle. (pause) But I understand what you mean.
Holden: You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on its back, Leon.
Leon: Do you make up these questions, Mr. Holden? Or do they write 'em down for you?
Holden: 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.
Leon: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, I'M NOT HELPING?
Holden: I mean you're not helping! Why is that, Leon?
[Leon has become visibly shaken]
Holden: 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.
(pause) Shall we continue?
Batty: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rode around their shores... burning with the fires of Orc.
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.
[Shoots him]
Batty: Yes!
[smiles]
Batty: , Questions.
Batty: Morphology? Longevity? Incept dates?
Hannibal Chew: Don't know, I don't know such stuff.
Hannibal Chew: I just do eyes, j'j'... 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
Tyrell: "More human than human" is our motto.
Batty: Gosh, you've... really got some nice toys here.
Batty: I want more life, fucker!
Deckard: [voice-over] I don't know why he saved my life. Maybe in those last moments he loved life more than he ever had before. Not just his life, anybody's life, my life. All he'd wanted were the same answers the rest of us want. Where did I come from? Where am I going? How long have I got? All I could do was sit there and watch him die.
Batty: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
Gaff: You've done a man's job, sir. I guess you're through, huh?
Deckard: Finished.
[Gaff throws Deckard his gun]
Gaff: It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
[last lines]
[Director's Cut]
Gaff: [voiceover] It's too bad she won't live! But then again,
who does?
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: 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.
Deckard: Sushi. That's what my ex-wife called me - cold fish.
Gaff: Monsier, ada-na kobishin angum bitte.
[Deckard gestures to Sushi Master for translation]
Sushi Master: He say you under arrest, Mister Deckard.
Deckard: Got the wrong guy, pal.
Gaff: Lo-faast! Nehody maar! Te vady a Blade, Blade Runner!
Sushi Master: He say you blade runner.
Deckard: Tell him I'm eating.
Gaff: Captain Bryant toka. Meni-o mae-yo.
Deckard: Bryant, huh?
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?
Deckard: I have had people walk out on me before, but not when I was being so charming.
Leon: Nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch!
Deckard: Leon!
Leon: How old am I?
Deckard: I dunno.
Leon: My birthday is April 10, 2017. How long do I live?
Deckard: Four years.
Leon: More than you! Painful to live in fear, isn't it?
Leon: Wake up! Time to die!
[after Rachael kills Leon]
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.
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.
Tyrell: The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long - and you have burned so very, very brightly, Roy.
Tyrell: [Tyrell explains to Roy why he can't extend his lifespan]
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 recombination?
Tyrell: We've already tried it, ethyl, methane, sulfinate as an alkalating 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 for 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 extraodinary things, revel in your time.
Batty: Nothing the God of bio-mechanics wouldn't put you in heaven for.
[last lines]
Deckard: Gaff had been there, and let her live. Four years, he figured.
He was wrong. Tyrell had told me Rachael was special. No termination date.
I didn't know how long we had together... Who does?
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?
Batty: I've done... questionable things.
Tyrell: Also extraordinary things. Revel in your time.
Batty: Nothing the god of biomechanics wouldn't let you in heaven for.
Batty: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
Deckard: I was quit when I come in here, Bryant, I'm twice as quit now.
Bryant: You could learn from this guy Gaff. He's a God damned one-man slaughterhouse, that's what he is. Four more to go!
Batty: That was irrational of you... not to mention unsportsmanlike.
Deckard: Say "Kiss me".
Rachael: I can't... rely on... my memories...
Deckard: Say "Kiss me".
Rachael: Kiss me.
Deckard: I want you
Rachael: I want you.
Deckard: Again
Rachael: I want you.
[pauses]
Rachael: Put your hands on me.
Batty: Did you get your precious photos?
Leon: (Shakes head) Someone was there.
Batty: Men? POLICE men?
Batty: We're not computers, Sebastian, we're physical.
< p>Bear, Kaiser: Home again, home again, jiggidy-jig! Gooood Evening, J.F!Tyrell: Milk and cookies kept you awake, eh Sebastian?
Batty: [grabbing Deckard by the wrist as his grip slips from the girder] Ah, kinship.
Batty: [taunting Deckard with a counting rhyme] Six! Seven!
Go to Hell or go to Heaven!
Deckard: [Deckard smashes an iron rod against Batty's head] Go to Hell!
Batty: [grabbing the iron rod] That's the spirit.
Roy: We've got a lot in common.
Sebastian: What do you mean?
Roy: Similar problems.
Pris: Accelerated decrepitude.
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.
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: 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!
Bryant: Christ, Deckard. You look almost as bad as that skin-job you left on the sidewalk.
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: 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: Yea.
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. 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.
Deckard: [presents scale for examination] Fish?
Cambodian lady: [examines scale with microscope] I think it
was manufactured locally... finest quality... superior workmanship. There
is a maker's serial number... 9-9-0-6-9-4-7-X-B-7-1. Interesting. *Not* fish.
*Snake* scale!
Deckard: Taffey!
[flashes badge]
Deckard: I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Taffey Lewis: Blow.
Deckard: You ever buy snakes from the Egyptian, Taffey?
Taffey Lewis: All the time, "pal".
Deckard: [flashes picture of Zhora] You ever see this girl, huh?
Taffey Lewis: Never seen her. Buzz off!
Deckard: Your licenses in order, pal?
Taffey Lewis: [to bartender] Hey Louie, the man is dry. Give him one
one the house, OK?
[to Deckard]
Taffey Lewis: See ya!
Roy: There's only two of us now.
Pris: Then we're stupid and we'll die.
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.
[Batty wants Tyrell to extend his lifespan]
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.