Pris is playing with a little doll missing it's torso. Sebastian is busy putting breakfast together and laying it out on the pool table.
Batty notices the chess game board, studies the current game in play and volunteers a move.
SEBASTIAN: No, knight takes queen, see. No good.
Batty sits down to study the chess board closer. He makes another move on the board, and without looking up to Sebastian, he asks. . . .
BATTY: Why are you staring at us Sebastian?
SEBASTIAN: Because. You're so different. You're so perfect.
Batty glances at Pris, she returns a smile.
SEBASTIAN: What generation are you ?
Batty gives a smile and moves to sit closer to Pris.
BATTY: Nexus 6.
SEBASTIAN: Ah, I knew it. 'Cause I do genetic design work for the Tyrell Corporation. There's some of me in you. . . Show me something.
BATTY: Like what?
SEBASTIAN: Like anything.
BATTY: We're not computers Sebastian, we're physical.
PRIS: I think, Sebastian, therefore I am.
BATTY: Very good Pris, now show him why.
Pris steps back and does a back flip to show off her agility skills.
Pris walks over to the flask and plunges her hand into the boiling water. She pulls out one of the eggs and throws it to Sebastian.
Sebastian is riveted, he laughs in amazement, then drops the egg which is suddenly burning his hand.
BATTY: We've got a lot in common.
SEBASTIAN: What do you mean?
BATTY: Similar problems.
PRIS: Accelerated decrepitude.
SEBASTIAN: I don't know much about biomechanics Roy, I wish I did.
Sebastian is startled when Roy grabs him roughly.
BATTY: If we don't find help soon, Pris hasn't got long to live. We can't allow that. -- Is he good?
Batty looks back to the chess set.
BATTY: Is he good?
BATTY: Your opponent.
SEBASTIAN: Oh, Dr. Tyrell? I've only beaten him once in chess. He's a genius. He designed you.
BATTY: Maybe he could help.
SEBASTIAN: I'd be happy to mention it to him.
Pris fixes herself a plate of breakfast and perches herself on the pool table to munch away.
BATTY: Be better if I could talk to him in person. . . . . I understand he is sort of a hard man to get to.
SEBASTIAN: Yes. . . very.
Sebastian is stepping back in fear of Roy, he winds up in the grasp of Pris, who wraps her legs and arms around Sebastian.
BATTY: Will you help us ?
SEBASTIAN: I can't.
PRIS: We need you Sebastian. You're our best and only friend.
Batty moves in closer to Sebastian. Sebastian looks away for a moment and when he looks back up, Batty is holding two glass encased eyeballs to his face.
BATTY (strange accent): We're so happy you found us.
Sebastian chuckles, a lone moment of not fearing for his life.
PRIS: I don't think there's another human being in this whole world who would have helped us.
Pris gives Sebastian a kiss on the neck. He's ready to laugh and cry at the same time, he then walks away.