Original subtitles

[Alessia Cara's "Feel You Now"]

- ♪ This little light I've found ♪

♪

♪ Take it in, breathe it out ♪

♪

♪ A little drum that's beating loud ♪

♪

♪ In my chest, I hear the sound ♪

♪

♪ I can feel

- ♪ Feel you now

- ♪ I can feel you now

♪ I can feel

♪ I can feel you now

[distant car alarm blaring]

[tense ambient music]

♪

[piercing ringing]

♪

- [groans]

Where am I?

[groaning]

- [snoring]

[both grunt]

- Hey! What the hell?

- What did you do to me?

- Saved your life.

- You shot me with a stun gun.

[intense tone]

- Killed Bannister, didn't you?

♪

Don't worry. I won't turn you in.

You were out of control.

I did what I had to do.

- My device.

- I always finish a job. [sighs]

- How did you know you'd find me there?

- [grunts]

[static whines] - AS-08 reporting.

Returning to scene. Over.

- Roger that.

Report of multiple gunshots heard near the Quail building.

- I was tuned into the police frequency.

Picked up chatter about Senator Bannister's murder.

Just put two and two together.

- I guess I'm supposed to say thank you.

- Here. Drink this.

- [sniffs] [groans]

- Don't blame you.

It's never tasted right since the Blackout.

- Blackout?

- The Blackout of 2022.

You really don't remember a thing.

It was a total data wipe.

Changed everything.

- I told you I can't remember anything.

But maybe I never had any memories to begin with.

- Why would you think that?

[tense ambient music]

♪

[thunder rumbling]

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪

[thrumming]

[jets hiss]

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪

[laughter and chatter]

- We know where to find it. They don't.

So if that little worm comes around again,

we slit his throat.

That'll send a message to the-- - Drove.

Wanna talk with you.

- [sighs]

[groans] You gotta be kidding.

What do you want, little piggy? You ain't got nothing on me.

[bones crack] Whoa--ow!

- Heard you had a run-in with a young woman.

Bad attitude, tattoo of a black lotus.

- Why would I help a pretty little piggy like you?

[bones crack] Ah! Geez!

Okay, okay! Ow!

Maybe I should slice myself off a piece.

- [sighs]

[both grunting]

[intense music]

- Son of a bitch!

[both grunting]

♪

- [breathing heavily]

Police business. Now, move along.

- To hell with this. - [breathing heavily]

- Just you and me now.

Tell me about the girl.

- [chuckles nervously]

- You want me to slice your arm off?

The other one?

- [panting]

She cut the boss up.

She's nuts.

Carried a damn samurai sword.

[tense music]

♪

[yelps]

- You better give me more than that.

- All right. All right.

You win.

She had this...tech.

We tried to take it from her. We was just messing around.

Then she comes back to kill us.

She's on bad neuro-stims or something.

[grunts]

- Might wanna show more respect for local law enforcement.

Next time, I won't be so nice.

- Next time, you're gonna get it in the neck, piggy.

[thunderclap]

- LAPD investigators have refused to comment on reports

that Senator Bannister was attending

an unlicensed boxing match

when he was killed by an unknown assailant.

Accolades for the senator came in

from as far away as the Off-world colonies.

In a long and distinguished career,

Senator Bannister was seen

as a non-partisan defender of basic human rights

and was hailed as a true patriot.

- He was a piece of shit.

- Did you find out what's on my device?

- Not yet.

- What's a replicant?

♪

- A replicant?

- A machine?

- Not exactly.

- Then what?

♪

- Why do you even care about this?

- Bannister said so.

That I'm one of...them.

♪

- [clears throat]

And you believe what that scum told you?

- But what if...

[sighs]

- 20 years ago, a corporation made artificial people.

Called them replicants.

Hoping they'd do all our heavy lifting

without ever complaining.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Hold still.

- [grunts]

- Look at me.

I'll tell you if you're a replicant.

Look up and to the left.

Don't blink.

♪

You're not a replicant.

If you were a Nexus 8, you'd have a serial number.

6, you'd be long dead.

- Then how did I do these things?

I can fight.

I hurt a lot of people.

- If you're still worried,

there's only one way to tell for sure.

Have a seat.

♪

[ambient music]

♪

[machine whirring]

♪

- We call it Voight-Kampff.

Tells if you're human or replicant.

Replicants are tough as nails,

but they look just like everybody else.

- What's it going to do to me?

- Don't worry.

I'm just gonna ask you some questions.

- I don't have any memories.

- Feelings can tell more than memories.

They're deeper.

If you're a replicant,

your emotions will be marked by contradictions.

Picture your mother.

In the house you grew up in.

She looks at you, disappointed,

and tells you that she doesn't love you.

She's never loved you,

and she regrets ever having you.

- A mother would never say that.

- You're passing a busy street corner

on the way to a friend's apartment,

and you see a small cardboard box

next to a dumpster.

Inside is a tabby cat, a kitten,

a real one with green eyes and a white spot on her nose,

meowing for food.

- I'd take it home and feed it.

I like cats.

- Why do you like cats?

- Hmm...

they're cute and fluffy.

- [chuckles]

♪

Can you remember being in love?

How did it make you feel?

- That's easy.

The way he'd look at me...

I thought my heart was going to burst.

It felt like... something wonderful.

[peaceful music]

♪

Make it pretty.

- Stay still.

[tattoo needle buzzing]

♪

- That is so cool.

It's beautiful.

- It's a gift.

To mark your new beginning.

- Don't you mean our new beginning?

♪

- Don't forget me, Elle.

- How old were you?

- It's coming back.

That was when we first met.

He knew so many things.

He told me that the lotus represents purity.

So he gave me this tattoo.

- But only the white lotus is said to be pure.

- No.

That depends on perception.

[tense ambient music]

♪

[machine hissing and whirring]

- [sighs]

Don't worry.

You're not a replicant.

You're just a girl with amnesia.

Your emotions don't exhibit any contradictions.

Get some rest.

I'm going out for a drink.

I'll grab you some food.

[door whooshes]

- [sighs]

[ambient music]

♪

[thunderclap]

- Senator Bannister is the reason

California still has an economy

despite devastating climate change.

A hero to the people.

- [scoffs] A hero?

Wasn't a heroic bone in his body.

- Now that he's gone, it's going to be harder

to remove the ban on replicants.

- I still have plenty of friends

who can help me.

- [scoffs]

Friends made with money?

[tense ambient music]

♪

- Is that why you came up here?

To insult me?

Or is this another talk about your pride?

[thunderclap]

I admit,

humanity would have starved without you.

It was your research that led to synthetic proteins.

But ideas mean nothing

without the money and power to actualize it.

- I gave the people manna

when heaven would not oblige.

If a man is capable of stealing the credit

for a feat of such enormity, I say,

give him time.

No amount of wealth can save him.

- And you need my wealth

to remove the ban on those replicants.

- Everything intended will happen.

A god makes it so.

[thunder rumbles] - Listen to yourself.

Do you know who you're starting to sound like?

[sighs]

♪

[scoffs]

[tense music builds]

♪

[thunderclap]

[driving music]

♪

[chatter]

♪

- Doc Badger.

Officer Davis, LAPD.

Have a few questions.

- [sighs]

Whatever it is, I didn't do it.

- Young lady with a black lotus tattoo's been seen around here.

- You think I spend all day looking?

Looking at people's tattoos?

- Well, she was carrying a data drive

and swinging around a sword.

Samurai seef.

[thunder rumbles]

Right around here.

Everyone knows you're the man to see

about these kinds of things in this part of town.

- It's time for me to close the store.

If you're not arresting me,

go bother other people.

[door whooshes]

[tense ambient music]

- I'll be in touch, Doc.

[door whooshes]

[locks clunking]

- [sighs]

♪

[thrumming and hissing]

♪

♪

[computer beeping]

[static crackling]

- What?

[tense music building]

- [chuckles] - Whoo!

♪

- Get off your asses and run, you two-bit dolls!

[gunshot]

[screaming]

♪

- What are you doing?

You know the rules.

- Hey, I'm a journalist.

If you don't document it, did it really happen?

- Finished already?

- There's no challenge

just picking 'em off from this far.

If they really are dangerous,

we could be hunting 'em up close.

- Sounds like fun.

[gunfire]

These replicants are hardwired

to be fully submissive to humans.

- [grunting]

- Come on. Just pull the trigger!

- Replicants...

hard-wired...

to be fully...

submissive?

[laughter]

- [breathing heavily]

♪

- Oh, these things are helpless.

Whatever we want, we do.

- It's too easy.

♪

- Why?

- ♪ I'm so tired, oh, so tired ♪

♪ All these voices in my brain ♪

♪ Living through my normal, oh, so formal ♪

♪ I swear they're driving me insane ♪

♪ Can't tell who's a liar come hell or high water ♪

♪ I'm not listening

♪ Whoa

- ♪ I'm getting out of here

♪ Oh, no

♪ I won't let go till you say so ♪

♪ I'm tired of being lost

♪ Show me the way to get back ♪

both: ♪ Home

♪ To get back home

♪