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Yeah.
She's not with you?
Who.
Take a number. Canapt 1700, tenth floor, Villa Vita District, Olympia South.
Got it.
Okay, here it is. Eldon Tyrell, his family and half his staff were just massacred. The cat is about to get out of the bag. Pressure is definitely on. The Nexus program is terminated. When you finish there, locate Nexus designated Rachael and retire.
If you don't, we will. It has to be total, Deckard. That's an order from as high as it comes. Got it?
Yeah. I got it.
Go.
What's going on down there?
He's not ready yet.
When?
Tomorrow, he says.
This is my Uncle Roy, Sebastian.
Hello, glad to meet you.
Then we're stupid and we'll die.
Not if everybody is doing their job here at home. How are things at home?
I think, therefore I am.
Very good, Pris. Now show him why.
I want to do it.
Okay, but don't kill him. Save a little for everybody. A masterpiece.
I like a man who stays put. An admirable thing to be able to sustain yourself in these times. You live here all by yourself, do you?
Well, no, not really. There's Mr. Deetchum, he's the watchman, he lives on the first floor.
How about breakfast, I was just going to make some.
If it wouldn't be too much of a bother... a little bite to eat would be...
Oh, no bother, I'd be glad to.
Well, actually
Why are you staring at us?
You're just all so... so different.
What, Sebastian?
You're androids.
What generation are you?
Nexus 6.
Show me something?
Like what?
Like...
We have a lot in common.
You mean that you can't come here and I can't go there?
Not only that, but we have smiliar problems. Accelerated decrepitude. But we don't want to die quite yet.
Of course not.
You could help us.
I don't know much about biomechanics, Roy. I wish I did, but you're out of my league.
If we don't find help soon, Pris hasn't got long to live.
What about your friend, the man who owns this building?
Dr. Tyrell?
He's not really my friend. I just do a job for him now and then.
Tyrell could help us, Sebastian.
He could?
His company made us.
I'd be happy to mention it to him.
Be better if I could talk to him in person. But he's not an easy man to get to.
No.
When do you deliver your project?
This afternoon.
You're our best and only friend.
Thank you.
Where are you going, Sebastian?
Just thought I'd...
No, you stay here with us. Out last night together.
The name is Batty. Roy Batty.
Oh?
Yeah. It might be better if we talk in private, Sebastian. Why don't you go home.
Here's your check, my boy. Thank you.
I'm surprised you didn't come to me sooner.
It's not an easy thing to meet your maker.
And what can he do for you?
Can the maker repair what he makes?
Would you like to be modified?
Had in mind something a little more radical.
What's the problem?
Death.
I'm afraid that's a little out of my...
I want more life, fucker.
Come here.
The facts of life. I'll be blunt. To make an alteration in the evolvement of an organic life system, at least by men, makers or not, it fatal. A coding sequence can't be revised once it's established.
Why?
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. The ship sinks.
What about E.M.S. recombination?
We've already tried it ethyl methane sulfonate is an alkylating agent and a potent mutagen it creates a virus so lethal the subject was destroyed before we left the table.
Then a repressor protein that blocks the operating cells.
Wouldn't obstruct replication, but it does give rise to an error in replication, so that the newly formed DNA strand carries a mutation and you're got a virus again... but all this is academic you are made as good as we could make you.
But not to last.
Put it this way. Rolls Royces are made to last as least they were. But I'm afraid you're a Ferrari. A high strung racing car built to win, not to last.
Also you're too valuable to experiment with.
I am?
I've done some questionable things.
Also extraordinary things.
Nothing the God of biomechanics wouldn't let you in heaven for.
Can't thank you enough, Mr. Sebastian. If you hadn't come along...
We were worried to death. It's awfully kind of you.
We're not used to the big city. Where we come from it's not so easy to get lost.
You certainly have a nice place here.
Well stocked.
He knows what he's doing.
If he won't cooperate?
Mr. Sebastian is a host who wants to be appreciated. We'll appreciate him and he'll cooperate.
I'm sure glad you found us, Sebastian. What do you think, Mary?
I don't think there is another human being in this whole world who would have helped us.
Pris?
Let's go while there is still time.