never seen a turtle.
But I understand what you mean.
You reach down and 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 Corp.
Helping America into the new world.
Give me four.
No. Four. Two, two, four.
And noodles!
He say you're under arrest, Mr. Deckard.
Got the wrong guy, pal.
He say you "Blade Runner. "
Tell him I'm eating!
Captain Bryant....
Bryant?
Now on glide path.
Mark 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 the 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.
Embarrassing.
No. Not embarrassing because no one's
ever going to find out they're down here.
'Cause you're gonna spot them
and you're gonna air 'em 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 as 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.
You're not cop, you're little people.
No choice?
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 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 the Tyrell Corporation.
One of them got fried running
through an electrical field.
We lost the others.
On the possibility they might try
to infiltrate as 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.
A tortoise? What's that?
- Know what a turtle is?
- Of course.
Same thing.
I've never seen a turtle.
I don't get it. Why do they risk
coming back to earth for?
What do they want
out of the Tyrell Corporation?
Now 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.
A standard item for military
clubs in the outer colonies.
They were designed to copy