Deckard forces a smile Final descent. Now on glide path. Mark course. Over the landing threshold. Deckard: I was quit when I come in here, Bryant. I'm twice as quit now. Bryant: Stop where you are! You know the score. If you're not cop, you're little people. Deckard: No choice, huh? Deckard smirks in a smoke-filled projection room Deckard: We call it Voight-Kampff for short. Tyrell: Indulge me. Deckard: Memories. You're talking about memories! Deckard: You ever buy snakes from the Egyptian, Taffey? Taffey: All the time, pal. Roy: Did you get your precious photos? Leon: Someone was there. Men? Policemen? Chew: Cold! Those are my eyes! Freezing! Blimp: BREATHE EASY Yellow Dragon Sushi Yellow Dragon Sushi