Rick Deckard
You mightn't happen to have a piece of cheese about you, now? Would you boy?
K
Treasure Island?
Rick Deckard
He reads, that's good. Me too, not much else to do around here at night anymore. Many is the night I dream of cheese. Toasted, mostly. What Are You Doing Here?
K
I heard the piano.
Rick Deckard
Don't lie, it's rude. You're a cop.
Luv
Off-world is waiting.
Luv
I see you're also a customer. Are you satisfied with our product?
Luv
Fire again. Fire again. Fire. Two hundred feet to the East. Fire. Go North. Fire. Stop. Twenty degrees East, stop. Zoom in. Closer. Aw, come on. Get up. Do your **** job. Find the child.
K
All the best memories are hers.
Niander Wallace
All the courage in the world cannot alter fact.
Freysa
Dying for the right cause. It's the most human thing we can do.
Gaff
He liked to work alone. So did I. So we worked together to keep it that way, and that was it.
K
He named you. Must be special.
Luv
I'm the best one.
Niander Wallace
It was very clever to keep yourself empty of information, and all it cost you was everything.
Niander Wallace
Pain reminds you the joy you felt was real. More joy, then.
Replicants are bioengineered humans, designed by Tyrell Corporation for use off-world. Their enhanced strength made them ideal slave labor. After a series of violent rebellions, their manufacture became prohibited and Tyrell Corp went bankrupt. The collapse of ecosystems in the mid 2020s led to the rise of industrialist Niander Wallace, whose mastery of synthetic farming averted famine. Wallace acquired the remains of Tyrell Corp and created a new line of replicants who obey. Many older model replicants--NEXUS 8s with open-ended lifespans--survived. They are hunted down and "Retired" Those that hunt them still go by the name...Blade Runner.
Rick Deckard
Sometimes to love someone, you got to be a stranger.
Niander Wallace
That barren pasture. Empty, and salted. The dead space between the stars.
Right here.
And this is the seed that we must change for Heaven.
I cannot breed them. So help me, I have tried. We need more Replicants than can ever be assembled. Millions, so we can be trillions more. We could storm Eden and retake her.
