Blade Runner 2049

Interviewer: Officer K-D-six-dash-three-dot-seven, let's begin. Ready? K: Yes, sir. Interviewer: Recite your baseline. K: And blood-black nothingness began to spin... A system of cells interlinked within cells interlinked within cells interlinked within one stem... And dreadfully distinct against the dark, a tall white fountain played.

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Luv: I'm here for Mr. Wallace. I'm Luv. K: He named you. You must be special.

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Lieutenant Joshi: Do you have any memories from before? K: I have memories, but... They're not real, they're just implants. Lieutenant Joshi: Tell me one, from when you were a kid. K: I feel a little strange sharing a childhood story considering I was never a child.

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Joi: Mere data makes a man. A and C and T and G. The alphabet of you. All from four symbols. I am only two: 1 and 0. K: Half as much but twice as elegant, sweetheart.

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Joi: I always knew you were special. Maybe this is how. A child of woman born. Pushed into the world. Wanted. Loved. K: If it were true. I'd be hunted for the rest of my life by someone just like me. Joi: It's okay to dream a little, isn't it? K: Not if you're us.

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Joi: I always told you, you're special. Born, not made. Hidden with care. A real boy now. A real boy needs a real name. Joe. K: Joe? Joi: You're too important for K. Your mother would have named you. Joe. Joe. K: Stop.

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