I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
It’s too bad she won’t live! But then again, who does?
I’ve done questionable things. Seen things people wouldn’t believe.
Quite an experience to live in fear, isn’t it? That’s what it is to be a slave.
The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long.
Happy birthday, Pris! (said in a mocking tone)
I’m too old for this.
I was quit when I come in here. I’m twice as quit now.
I want more life, father.
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
Painful to live in fear, isn’t it?
Accidents? You’re carrying accidents around in your head.
Fiery the angels fell; deep thunder rolled around their shores.
If only you could see what I have seen with your eyes.
You’re not taking me to the police!
Replicants are like any other machine—they’re either a benefit or a hazard.
Quite an experience to live in fear, isn’t it? That’s what it is to be a slave.
Retirement.
Tell him I’m eating.
I thought you were supposed to be good. Aren’t you the ‘good man’?
It’s not an easy thing to meet your maker.
I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe—attack ships off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
You know the score, pal. You’re not cop, you’re little people.
I’m not in the business… I am the business.
Street life.
That’s the spirit! It’s only the beginning.
I’m not going to make it, am I?
More human than human is our motto.
Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention.
Commerce is our goal here at Tyrell. More human than human is our motto.
Let me tell you about my mother.
Is this a test designed to provoke an emotional response?
Nothing the god of biomechanics wouldn’t let you into heaven for.
Would you like to be modified?
Replicants are like any other machine—they’re either a benefit or a hazard.
It’s too bad she won’t live, but then again, who does?
I admire its purity; a survivor… unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.
That’s what you’re designed to do—isn’t it? Or were you unplanned?
No, I didn’t play piano for you. No, I don’t think it’s your birthday.
You don’t even know what a painful memory is. You’re a baby.
I don’t know why he saved my life. Maybe in those last moments, he loved life more than he ever had before.
I’d rather be a killer than a victim.
I want more life, fucker.
We began to recognize in them 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.
The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long, and you have burned so very, very brightly.
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