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,
so please pay attention.
- Answer as quickly as you can.
- Yeah, sure.
1187 at Hunterwasser.
Yeah. 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.
Two 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.
- Tortoise?
- That's Leon.
Ammunition loader
on intergalactic runs.
He can lift 400-pound atomic loads
all day and night.
The only way you can hurt him
is to kill him.
I don't get it. What 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: 201 6.
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.
The designers reckoned
after a few years...
...they might develop
their own emotional responses.
Oh, hate, love, fear, anger, envy.
So they built in a fail-safe device.
- Which is what?
- Four-year lifespan.
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 wanna 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