Script :
Chew: [ ???] [ Chinese for: "Ha yes! So little time." ]
[ Chew examines an eye under a microscope ]
Chew: [ ??? ] [ Chinese for: "Ha, ha! So beautiful." ]
[ Roy and Leon enter Chew's lab ]
Chew: [ ??? ] [ Chinese for: "Ha, ha! Beautiful indeed." ]
[ Leon tugs at the hoses connected to Chew's heated fur coat. ]
Chew: [ ??? ] [ Chinese for: "Where did you come from? What the hell do you think you are doing?" ]
[ Chew speaks into his coat-lapel microphone. ]
Chew: [ ??? ] [ Chinese for: "Ah - Chong, come quickly." ]
Roy: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rode around their shores, burning with the fires of Orc.
Chew: [ ??? ]. You not come here. Illegal. [ pause ] Hey. Hey. [ ??? ] Cold! Those are my eyes! Freezing!
Roy: Yes, questions.
[ Leon removes Chew's jacket. ]
Chew: Hey! Hey! Hu-ahh. Huh. Huh-ay...
Roy: Morphology, longevity, incept dates.
Chew: Don't know -- I, I don't know such stuff. I just do eyes. Just eyes -- Just genetic design -- just eyes. You Nexus, huh? I design your eyes.
Roy: Chew, if only you could see what I've seen with your eyes. Questions.
Chew: I don't know answers.
Roy: Who does?
Chew: Tyrell. He -- He knows everything.
Roy: Tyrell corporation?
Chew: He big boss. He big genius. He design your mind, your brain.
Roy: Ah, smart.
Chew: Cold.
Roy: Not an easy man to see--
Chew: Very cold.
Roy: I guess?
Chew: Se-Se-Sebastian he -- he take -- take you there.
Roy: Sebastian who?
Chew: J. -- J. F. Sebastian-- Sebas... Sebas...
Roy: Now, where would we find this J. F. Sebastian?
