* 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 *
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It's coming back to me now.
We were on vacation, together.
- Make it pretty. - Stay still.
Perfect.
That is so cool.
It's a gift, to mark your new beginning.
Don't you mean our new beginning?
Don't forget me, Elle.
Huh?
Hello?
Anyone?
Where is he? Where's...
Why can't I remember his name?
Huh?
Hello? I'm locked out.
Anybody?
Uh...
Huh?
Hey!
Can you help me? I can't...
You can't remember how you got here.
We got another one.
- I don't understand. - Last I remember, I had to get to work.
I left my family in a hotel room
- and came out to find this. - I woke up at home.
I stepped outside to buy some groceries,
and now I'm here.
Hey! Is anyone here?
Hey. I like your tattoo.
Here, you must be freezing.
- What about you? - I'll be fine.
- How much can you still remember? - I don't know.
- Do you remember your name? - My boyfriend called me Elle.
I was with my boyfriend. Has anyone seen him?
- What's his name? - His name is...
It's... It's...
Don't worry. We'll find him.
Hey. Everyone, listen up.
Our goal is now to find a way in.
Once we're inside, then we'll get some answers.
Stay together and follow me.
Over here!
Get off your asses and run, you two-bit dolls.
Run!
- Run! - Don't!
Run!
Get up.
Let's get them!
Go! Go!
- I'm Miu. - What?
My name, it's Miu. Can you remember anything?
Just my name. Everything else is...
Only hazy memories without details.
We must have been drugged or something.
But who would do that to us?
We have to keep moving.
- Finished already? - There's no challenge
just picking them off from this far.
If they really aren't dangerous,
we could be hunting them up close.
Did he say "hunting"?
- We have to get out of here. - Wait.
Please. Please, don't.
- Get up. - What?
Go ahead, take your best shot.
That one's mine.
- Elle, please, we have to run. - Not without the others.
We are going to get out of this.
- Believe me. - I believe you.
Hey, over there.
That one.
Elle, hurry!
Here we go.
Hey! This way.
- Come on. - Watch out!
They're catching up.
Ah.
Yes.
They're going to kill us. Just pull the trigger.
Yeah!
I want these two for myself.
- You guys go on ahead. - Mm.
I have a theory I want to test.
- Just to see how much they can handle. - Let him have his fun.
Plenty of others for us to kill.
Come on.
All righty then. Let's see.
Well, go on, stick me with that.
No! He just wants an excuse to shoot you.
What's wrong?
I'm wide open.
Fascinating, huh?
What would happen if...
Ah!
Still can't, huh?
Ah...
How 'bout this?
- Successful test. - Miu! Miu!
Come on, fight back.
But apparently you can't.
There are worse things I could have done.
Believe me.
What?
Eh, not bad. For a doll.
But you... can't.
I remember.
Come on.
Stop, stop, stop!
No, no. Stop, no!
Stop it, Elle.
Come on, Elle.
Calm down. Calm down.
You knew all along.
They created me as a plaything.
A Replicant for their games.
At least now,
I know who I am.
I know what I have to do.
I'm going to kill them all.
Help me figure out who these people are
and how I can find them.
Okay.
No previous record.
What planet did you come from, Black Lotus?
- Hey, Chief? - Davis, what can I do for you?
Chief, um...
I finished my reports from the boxing club with forensic data,
along with eyewitness accounts of the female suspect,
- but... - But... what... Davis?
Spit it out.
Senator Bannister's neck was already broken
before he hit the ground.
This is superhuman strength,
not the work of just any woman. I feel certain...
She's a Replicant.
Well, well...
You have quite the imagination.
No, not really, sir. It adds up.
I'll show you.
- Chief. - Couldn't cut it
in the Blade Runner program, could you, Davis?
In this town, no one retires Replicants anymore.
There just aren't any Replicants left.
But I saw the suspect myself, sir.
And she has this tattoo.
Replicant? It's organized crime.
Bastards had it out for the Senator.
But sir, my intuition...
- my gut tells me... - Stop! That's enough.
Back off on this one, kid.
Yes, sir.
You can leave that here.
Goddammit.
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