Rachael: What if I go north. Disappear. Would you come after me? Hunt me?
Deckard: No. No, I wouldn't. I owe you one. But somebody would.
Rachael: Deckard? You know those files on me? The incept date, the longevity, those things. You saw them?
Deckard: They're classified.
Rachael: But you're a policeman.
Deckard: I didn't look at them.
Rachael: You know that Voigt-Kampff test of yours? Did you ever take that test yourself? Deckard?
[ Deckard falls asleep while Rachael lets her hair down and plays the piano. ]