Know what a turtle is? Leon: Of course. Holden: Same thing.
Leon: I've never seen a turtle. (pause) But I understand what you mean. Holden:
You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back Leon. Leon: Do you
make up these questions, Mr. Holden, or do they write them 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. Why is that Leon? (pause) They're just questions, Leon. In answer
to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test, designed to provoke
an emotional response. (pause) Shall we continue? Describe in single words,
only the good things that come in to your mind about: your mother. Leon: My
mother? Holden: Yeah. Leon: Let me tell you about my mother. (shot fired)
[cut to overhead shot of city, zooms in on Deckard, reading a newspaper] Overhead
blimp: A new life awaits you in the off-world colonies, the chance to begin
again in a golden land of opportunity and adventure. New climate... Overhead
blimp: A new life awaits you in the off-world colonies, the chance to begin
again in a golden land of opportunity and adventure. New climate, recreation
facilities... Deckard (voice-over): They don't advertise for killers in the
newspaper. That was my profession. Ex-cop, ex-bladerunner, ex-killer. Overhead
blimp: Use your new friend as a [Deckard walks over to Chinese
