Holden: You're in a desert, walking along when -
Leon: What one?
Leon: What desert?
Holden: Doesn't matter what desert it is, it's completely hypothetical.
Leon: Well, how come I'd be there?
Holden: Maybe you're fed up. Maybe you just wanted to get away from it all. Anyway. You're in a desert, walking along when you look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling toward you.
Leon: What's a tortoise?
Holden: You know what a turtle is?
Holden: Same thing. So you reach down and flip the tortoise over on its back, Leon.
Leon: Do you make up these questions, Mr. Holden? Or do they write 'em down for you?
Holden: 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.
Leon: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, I'M NOT HELPING?
Holden: I mean you're not helping, Leon.
Holden: Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind about... your mother.
Leon: My mother?
Leon: Let me tell you about my mother. [Shoots him]
Deckard: They don't advertise for killers in the newspaper. That was my profession. Ex-cop. Ex-blade runner. Ex-killer.
Deckard: Sushi. That's what my ex-wife calls me - Cold fish.
Gaff: Lofaszt, nehogymar, te vagy a Blade Runner.
Sushi Master: He say you brade runner.
Deckard: Tell him I'm eating.
Deckard: I was quit when I come in here, Brian. I'm twice as quit now.
Rachael: Do you like our owl?
Deckard: Is it artificial?
Rachael: Of course it is.
Deckard: Must be expensive
Rachael: Very. It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public.
Deckard: Replicants are like any other machine - they're either a benefit or a hazard. If they're a benefit, it's not my problem.
Rachael: Can I ask you a personal question?
Rachael: Have you ever retired a human by mistake?
Rachael: But in your position that is a risk.
Deckard: You're reading a magazine. You come across a full-page nude photos of a girl...
Rachel: Is this testing whether I'm a replicant or a lesbian, Mr. Deckard?
Deckard: She's a replicant.
Eldon Tyrell: I'm impressed, Mr. Deckard. How many questions does it normally take?
Deckard: I don't get it...
Eldon Tyrell: How many?
Deckard: Twenty, thirty, cross-referenced.
Eldon Tyrell: But with Rachael it took more than a hundred.
Deckard: She doesn't know.
Eldon Tyrell: She is beginning to suspect I think.
Deckard: Beginning to suspect? How can it not know what it is?
Eldon Tyrell: "More human than human" is our motto.
Roy Batty: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled about their shores... burning with the fires of Orc.
Roy Batty: Questions.
Lab Worker: I don't know such stuff, I just do eyes. Just eyes... Genetic design... Just eyes. You Nexus, ah? I designed your eyes.
Roy Batty: Chew, if only you could see what I have seen with your eyes!
Pris: I'm sort of an orphan.
Pris: Must get lonely here, J.F.
J.F. Sebastian: Not really. I MAKE friends. They're toys. My friends are toys. I make them. It's a hobby. I'm a genetic designer.
Taffey Lewis: Louie. The man is dry.
Deckard: I've had people walk out on me before, but not when I was being so charming.
Deckard: Have you felt yourself to be exploited in any way?
Zhora: Like what?
Deckard: Well... well, like to get this job. I mean, did... did you do, or... or were you asked to do anything lude... or unsavory, or... or, otherwise repulsive to your... your person, huh?
Zhora: [Laughs] Are you for real?
Deckard: The report would be "Routine retirement of a replicant." Which didn't make me feel any better about shooting a woman in the back.
Leon: How old am I?
Deckard: I dunno.
Leon: My birthday is April 10, 2017. How long do I live?
Deckard: Four years.
Leon: More than you! Painful to live in fear, isn't it?
Leon: Nothing is worse than having an itch you can never scratch!
Deckard: Oh, I agree!
Leon: Wake up! Time to die!
Deckard: Shakes? Me too. I get them bad. It's part of the business.
Rachael: I'm not in the business. I am the business.
Rachael: Did you ever take that test yourself?
Roy Batty: Gosh, you've.. really got some nice toys here.
Pris: Then we're stupid, and we'll die!
Pris: I think, Sebastian, therefore I am.
Eldon Tyrell: Milk and cookies kept you awake?
Eldon Tyrell: I'm surprised you didn't come here sooner.
Roy Batty: It's not an easy thing to meet your maker.
Eldon Tyrell: What could he do for you?
Roy Batty: Can the maker repair what he makes?
Roy Batty: I want more life, fucker.
Eldon Tyrell: The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long - and you have burned so very, very brightly, Roy.
Roy Batty: I've done... questionable things.
Eldon Tyrell: Also extraordinary things. Revel in your time.
Roy Batty: Nothing the god of biomechanics wouldn't let you into heaven for.
Roy Batty: Not very sporting to fire on an unarmed opponent! I thought you were supposed to be good. Aren't you the good man?
Roy Batty: You'd better get it up, or I'm gonna have to kill you!
Roy Batty: That was irrational of you, not to mention un-sportsmanlike.
Roy Batty: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
Roy Batty: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
Deckard: I don't know why he saved my life; maybe in those last moments he loved life more than he had ever before. Not just his life; anybody's life; my life.
Deckard: All they'd wanted were the same answers the rest of us wanted, where have I come from? Where am I going? How long have I got?
Gaff: You've done a man's job, sir! I guess you are through?
Gaff: It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?
Deckard: Gaff had been there... and let her live. Four years, he figured... but he was wrong. Tyrell had told me Rachael was special. Not only had he given her memories... but he'd set no termination date. I didn't know how long we'd have together... but who does?