[ In car, listening to Leon's video ]

Holden (video): Lets continue, shall we. Describe in single words, only the good things that come in to your mind about your mother.

Leon (video): My mother?

Holden (video): Yeah.

Leon (video): I'll tell you about my mother. [ shot fired ]

Elevator: Voice print identification. Your floor number please.

Deckard: Deckard, ninety-seven.

Elevator: Ninety-seven, thank-you, danke.

[ The elevator doors open, and Deckard pulls his gun on Rachael ]

Rachael: I wanted to see you, [ pause ] so I waited. Let me help.

Deckard: What do I need help for?

Rachael: I don't know why he told you what he did.

Deckard: Talk to him.

[ Deckard closes his apartment door on Rachael. ]

Rachael: He wouldn't see me.

[ Deckard reopens the door, and Rachael enters. ]

Deckard: Do you want a drink? No? No?

Rachael: You think I'm a replicant, don't you? [ pause ] Look, it's me with my mother.

Deckard: Yeah. [ pause ] Remember when you were six? You and your brother snuck into an empty building through a basement window--you were gonna play doctor. He showed you his, but when it got to be your turn you chickened and ran. Remember that? You ever tell anybody that? Your mother, Tyrell, anybody, huh? You remember the spider that lived in a bush outside your window: orange body, green legs. Watched her build a web all summer. Then one day there was a big egg in it. The egg hatched--

Rachael: The egg hatched...

Deckard: Yeah...

Rachael: ...and a hundred baby spiders came out. And they ate her.

Deckard: Implants! Those aren't your memories. They're somebody else's. They're Tyrell's niece's. [ pause ] Okay, bad joke. I made a bad joke. You're not a replicant. Go home, okay? No really, I'm sorry. Go home. [ pause ] Want a drink? I'll get you a drink. I'll get a glass.

[ Rachael runs away when Deckard turns to get a glass. Then, Deckard looks a Rachael's photo. ]

Deckard (voice-over): Tyrell really did a job on Rachael. Right down to a snapshot of a mother she never had, a daughter she never was. Replicants weren't supposed to have feelings. Neither were blade runners. What the hell was happening to me? [ pause ] Leon's pictures had to be as phony as Rachael's. I didn't know why a replicant would collect photos. Maybe they were like Rachael. They needed memories.

[ Deckard, on balcony. ]