Blade I quotes
Blade II quotes
Blade Trinity quotes
Blade I
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You used me as bait?
Blade: Get over it.
Deacon Frost:
You may wake up one day and find yourself extinct.
Whistler: I'm
getting too old for this shit! Somebody get me a god-damned wheelchair!
Quinn: I'm gonna
be naughty! I'm gonna be a naughty vampire god!
Blade: You
better wake up. The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping! There
is another world beneath it - the real world. And if you want to survive it,
you better learn to
[shouts]
Blade: pull the
trigger!
Deacon Frost:
Tonight, the age of man comes to an end.
Blade: Some
motherfuckers are always trying to ice-skate uphill.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Wait! I'm coming with you.
Blade: You're
useless.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Oh, great. Now you're robbing him. You gonna rob me, too?
Blade: How do you
think we fund this organization? We're not exactly the March of Dimes.
Blade: There are
worse things out tonight than vampires.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Like what?
Blade: Like me.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
So what do you use? Stakes? Crosses?
Whistler: Crosses
don't do squat.
Blade: OK,
Vampire Anatomy 101, crosses and running water don't do dick so forget what
you've seen in the movies. You use a stake, silver or sunlight. You know how
to use one of these?
[hands her a gun]
Dr. Karen Jenson:
No, but I'll damn sure learn quick.
Blade: Safety's
off, round's already chambered. Silver hollowpoint filled with garlic. You
aim for the head or the heart. Anything else, is your ass...
Pearl: He's
gonna kill me! You need me, Frost! You need me!
Frost: Pearl,
you're history. Have the good grace to die with some fucking dignity.
Pearl: [in
vampire tongue] La Magra is coming! The souls of the twelve will awaken
La Magra!
[in English]
Pearl: And there's
nothing you can do about it, Daywalker!
Blade: Is that so?
Pearl: Well, that's
what Frost says.
Frost: I'm
offering you a truce. I want you with us.
Blade: Hey, you
think I'm stupid?
[in vampire tongue]
Blade: "The souls
of the twelve will awaken La Magra."
Frost: You know
about the blood god.
Blade: Frost,
you're nothing to me but another dead vampire.
Frost: You're an
idiot, you know that?
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Vampires like you aren't a species, you're just infected, a virus, a
sexually transmitted disease.
Frost: I'll tell
you what we are, sister. We're the top of the fucking food chain.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Isn't this just a little high-tech? I thought vampires were more into
cobwebs and coffins.
Blade: You've been
watching too much TV. They've got their claws into everything - politics,
finance, real estate. They already own half of downtown.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You know, my mother used to say: A cold heart is a dead heart.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You're one of them, aren't you?
Blade: No, I'm
something else.
Quinn: Oh,
lookie here.
[he removes a silver stake from Blade's holster]
Quinn: Silver. Must
have cost you a pretty penny, huh? Now this here is a man who takes his job
just a little too seriously, don't you think? Come to think of it, Blade, I
owe you one.
[he stabs the stake into Blade's shoulder]
Quinn: Actually, if
you want to get technical, Blade...
[lifts another stake]
Quinn: I owe you
two.
[Blade starts laughing]
Quinn: Oh, what's
so funny, bright eyes?
Blade: I'm
expecting company.
[Quinn looks closer, and sees the radio piece in Blade's
ear, which is chattering. The wall explodes behind them]
Whistler: Catch you
fuckers at a bad time?
Whistler:
Blade's mother was attacked by a vampire while she was pregnant. She died,
but he lived. He's got their strength and by tomorrow, all those wounds of
his will be healed. He still ages like a human, though. You see, vampires
age slower than us. Unfortunately, he also inherited their thirst.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You have a lot of love for him, don't you?
Blade: We have a
good arrangement. He makes the weapons. I use them.
Blade: We're
gonna have a little game of twenty questions. Depending on how you answer,
you may walk out of here with a tan?
[points at the computer screen]
Blade: What's
*that*?
Pearl: Oh, that?
It's nothing, it's routine research, heh, heh... Actually, it's a video
game...
[Blade snaps his fingers. Karen shines the UV lamp on Pearl,
searing his flesh. Pearl screams, then Karen shuts it off]
Blade: That must
have hurt.
Pearl: It's a
fragment! A piece of the prophecy!
Blade: What
prophecy?
Pearl: Uh, I'm not
really sure. I mean, there are so many of them...
[Karen, without being asked, fries him again]
[Holding a sword]
Deacon Frost: Hey
Blade, let's do this.
Blade: [after
being shot by hospital security] Mother fucker! Are you out of your damn
mind?
Deacon Frost: I
need twelve volunteers.
Blade: You see
the parking valets? They're vampires. So's the doorman... and the whore on
the corner.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
How can you tell?
Blade: By the way
they move. They way they smell.
Quinn: HE WANTS
BLADE ALIVE!
[Karen sprays Officer Krieger with garlic mace]
Officer Krieger:
What is this? Garlic?
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Yeah, well he said it would work against vampires.
Officer Krieger:
Vampires? Who said I was a vampire?
Blade: [suddenly
appears and knocks Krieger to the floor] Nobody.
Officer Krieger:
Go fuck yourself!
Blade: [draws
his gun] Fuck me? No, you fuck this!
[Blade reaches for his gun. Frost lifts the little girl
into the air]
Deacon Frost:
Careful!
Blade: What do I
care? They're nothing but cattle, just like you said.
Deacon Frost: If
you want to take the hard road out, be my guest, pal. But I promise you,
when this is over, you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's
womb.
Frost: I heard
you've been looking for me. I'm flattered.
Blade: It'll pass.
Deacon Frost:
What? Your serum? Can't help you now, stud.
[Blade pins Quinn to the wall with his silver spikes]
Blade: Quinn. I'm
gettin' a little tired of choppin' you up. Thought I might try fire for a
change.
Deacon Frost:
Well here we are, one big happy fucking family!
Blade: I promise
you, Frost, you will be dead by dawn.
Blade: Sunblock.
Deacon Frost: Hey,
it's a start, right? The goal, of course to be like you - the Daywalker!
God, you've got the best of both worlds, haven't you? All our strengths,
none of our weaknesses.
Blade: Maybe I
don't see it that way.
[after Blade has fought him and not hurt him]
Deacon Frost: My
turn.
Whistler: [Hands
Blade UV flashlight]
Blade: Still heavy.
Whistler: You're so
big.
Dragonetti: I
was born a vampire. But you... you were merely turned.
Pleading Goon:
No... please! I just work with them.
[Blade recalls what Frost did to Whistler earlier, and kills
the pleading goon]
Blade: I'm not
human.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You look human to me.
Blade: Humans don't
drink blood.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
You know, maybe you could think about letting it go? Try to be like everyone
else.
Blade: I have spent
my entire life searching for that thing that killed my mother, and made me
what I am. And every time I take one of those monsters out, I get a little
piece of that life back. So don't you talk to me about forgetting.
Dr. Karen Jenson:
Why do you hunt them?
Whistler: I had a
family once - wife, two daughters. Then a drifter came calling one evening,
a vampire. He toyed with them first. Tried to make me decide what order
they'd die in.
Blade II
Reinhardt: Like
my daddy said right before he killed my mom, "If ya want somethin' done
right, ya gotta do it yourself". He also said...
Blade: Can you
blush?
[Blade slices Reinhardt in half with his sword]
Blade: [noticing
vampire tattoo] You're human.
Kounen: Barely. I'm
a lawyer.
Blade: There's
an old saying: Keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer.
Scud: So B-man,
what do you think?
Blade: Sounds like
a plan.
Whistler: What do
you really think?
Blade: They're
gonna fuck us the first chance they get.
Blade: How do
you feel?
Whistler: Like
hammered shit.
Scud: How ya
doin' up there, W?
Whistler: Walkin'
on sunshine.
Nomak:
Vampires... I hate vampires...
Reinhardt: Can
you blush?
[after being scolded for turning on the ultraviolet light]
Whistler: Yeah well
some of us can't see in the dark ya fuckin' nipple head, what am I supposed
to do?
Reinhardt: [watching
Whistler shine a bright light around a dark tunnel] We're supposed to
attract 'em... not scare 'em.
Whistler: Yeah,
well some of us can't see in the dark, ya fuckin' nipplehead.
Whistler: Better
wear your sunblock, Buttercup.
Chupa: Listen, shit
kicker! You're about one cunt hair away from hillbilly heaven.
Whistler: I love it
when you talk dirty.
Scud: Lock up
your daughters boys and girls, the dark knight returns.
Whistler: How
did you find me?
Blade: I started
out in Moscow then Romania. They kept moving you around.
Whistler: How long
was I gone? Months?
Blade: Too long.
Whistler: [to
himself] Years.
Whistler: They
tortured me almost to death, and then let me heal in a vat of blood so they
could go at it again. Sorry sons of bitches could have at least fixed my
damn leg while they were at it.
Eli Damaskinos:
It has been said, "Be proud of your enemy and enjoy his success." In that
case, I should thank you.
Blade: For what?
Kounen: Eliminating
Deacon Frost. You actually did us a favor.
Blade: We'll
play along for now. They'll take us in deeper than we've ever been. To show
us how their world really ticks.
Whistler: I've had
enough of their world. They're shitting bricks just because they're no
longer on the top of the damn food chain.
Priest: Look at
them. Half of these bastards. They're not even pure bloods. I tell you what,
why don't we fucking kill everyone just to make sure.
Nomak: Is the
enemy of my enemy my friend or my enemy?
Blade: You
obviously do not KNOW WHO YOU'RE FUCKING WITH!
Rush: Fuck! It's
not silver, but it still hurts like hell!
[after explaining to Blade how to use a UV bomb]
Nyssa: Your not
coming?
Scud: No, I'm a
lover, not a fighter.
[Gearing up to go Reaper hunting]
Chupa: Let me ask
one question... how the hell we going to find these Reapers?
Blade: We won't
have to... they'll come to us.
[Nyssa throws Chupa a spray bottle, looking at it he
accidentally sprays some in his face]
Chupa: [Coughs]
, What is this shit?
Nyssa: Pheromones,
harvested from the Reapers adrenal glands. They're going to key to it.
Reinhardt: They
want us to spray on some suckpuppy's nut juice?
[as Whistler tries to join Blade in entering the House Of
Pain]
Whistler: Let's go.
Chupa: You won't
pass for one of us.
Whistler: Like I
give a shit.
Blade: Why don't
you to post on the roof over there? Cover our backs.
Whistler: So the
Bloodpack's calling the shots now, huh? Great.
Reinhardt: Better
curb that dog of yours or we'll do it for you.
Blade: [Arms
bomb] Keep pushing, asshole.
[Disarms bomb]
Eli Damaskinos:
Who do you think God really favors in the web? The spider, or the fly?
[Chupa notices that the pheromone canister is spraying]
Chupa: What are you
trying to do? Stink me to death old man?
[after Scud has just been blown up by a bomb]
Whistler: I was
just startin' to like him.
[last lines]
Blade: You didn't
think I forgot about you, did ya?
[stabs his sword through the plexiglass and into Rush's head]
Reinhardt: [while being overrun by Reapers] You want a bite of me? Well, come on! Come on, motherfucker!
Blade Trinity
[after Hannibal sends the vampire dogs plummeting out the
high-rise's window]
Jarko Grimwood:
Hey, dick-face. You seen my dog?
Hannibal King: Have
you tried the lobby?
Hannibal King:
Her name is Danica Talos. You met her earlier. And unlike typical vampires,
her fangs are located in her vagina.
[uncomfortable pause]
Hannibal King:
Moving on...
Hannibal King: [after
watching Blade casually kill a familiar] You know, one of these days,
you might want to consider sitting down with someone. You know, have a
little share time? Get in touch with your inner child? Also, you just might
want to consider blinking once in a while.
[Blade stops and slowly turns to look at Hannibal]
Hannibal King: I'm
sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.
Hannibal King:
We're still trying to separate fact from fiction when it comes to Dracula.
Turning into mist? Kinda doubt it. But general shape-shifting? Maybe.
Hedges: Not into a
bat or a wolf or anything like that, but, another human, with practice,
could be possible. Because he wouldn't have a traditional skeletal
structure. More like a snake's, with thousands of tiny bones...
Hannibal King: I
have a, I have a question about that, Hedges - have you ever been laid?
Hedges: Many
times... with ladies.
Hannibal King: [to
Danica, as she is dying from the Daystar Plague] Hang in there, kitten.
I'll get help.
Danica Talos:
The world's changed since your time. The humans have a new hunter... Blade.
Abraham Whistler:
Congratulations, you're famous. Somebody nailed us. Faces all over the
papers, televisions. Media's eating it up.
Blade: Like I care.
Abraham Whistler:
Well, you should. Somethin' like this, takin' out a human, as far as the
rest of the world is concerned, you're public enemy #1.
Blade: Didn't
notice it was a popularity contest.
Ray Cumberland:
Say, Blade, how many people have you killed? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?
Blade: One
thousand, one hundred and eighty two. But they were all familiars.
Blade: You're
not immortal. I must have heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim.
Each one of them has tasted the end of my sword.
Dracula: Perhaps I
will too, then, but I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you
fall before *mine*.
Asher Talos: [about
the Nightstalkers attack] We got caught with our pants down.
Jarko Grimwood:
Pants down? They pretty much fucking ass-raped us!
Danica Talos:
Enough! It's not funny anymore!
Hannibal King: No,
it's not, you horse-humping bitch! But it will be in a few seconds from now.
See, that tickle that you're feeling in the back of your throat right now?
[Asher, Jarko, and Danica start coughing]
Hannibal King:
That's atomized colloidal silver. It's being pumped through the building's
air conditioning system, you cock-juggling thundercunt!
[Jarko and Asher cough harder]
Hannibal King:
Which means the fat lady should be singing, right... about... now!
[pause where nothing happens]
Hannibal King: Heh,
this is awkward.
[still nothing]
Hannibal King: Do
you have a cell phone?
[Jarko punches King]
Hannibal King: Ooh,
gonna be sorry you did that.
Asher Talos: Why?
Nobody's coming for you, King-shit.
Hannibal King: Sure
they are.
[in pain]
Hannibal King: God!
See, one of the things you fuckheads need to know about us Nightstalkers is
that when you join our club, you get all sorts of groovy door prizes, and
one of them is this nifty little tracking node surgically implanted in your
body.
[all laugh]
Jarko Grimwood:
Bullshit.
Hannibal King:
Yeah, see, when one of us goes missing the others, they just dial up the
satellite... which is in space. And then presto. Instant cavalry.
[all clap]
Hannibal King: You
like that, huh?
[laughs, then to Asher]
Hannibal King: Go
fuck your sister!
Danica Talos:
Okay King, where is this tracking node of yours?
Hannibal King: It's
in my left ass cheek.
[Danica slaps King in the face]
Hannibal King:
Fine. It's in my right ass cheek.
[Danica slaps King in the face again]
Hannibal King:
Okay, I'm - okay, seriously now. It's in the meat of my butt, just below the
Hello Kitty tattoo.
[Danica kicks King in the groin]
Hannibal King:
Seriously, just pull down my tighty-whities and see for yourself.
Hannibal King:
What did the one lesbian vampire say to the other?
Abigail Whistler:
Shut up King.
Hannibal King: See
you in 28 days.
Hannibal King: [Blade
and Abigail walk into Hannibal's hospital room] Hey Blade, I got a
question for you... Let's say we succeed in wiping out all the vampires.
What then? Huh? Ever ask yourself that? I mean somehow I don't picture you
teaching Karate at the local Y.
[Blade just walks off; Hannibal looks at Abigail]
Hannibal King:
...He hates me, doesn't he?
Abigail Whistler:
Yeah.
Hannibal King:
So, can we just go ahead and sign you up for one of our secret Nightstalker
decoder rings?
Blade: Now,
what's behind Door Number One?
Chief Martin Vreede:
I can't tell you. They-they'll kill me.
Blade: Kill you?
Motherfucker, I'll kill you! I'll just enjoy it better.
Hannibal King: [to
the dog licking his ear] Back off, pooch.
[the dog opens its three-jawed mouth, showing vampire fangs
and a Reaper-style tongue]
Hannibal King: [shouts]
Jesus Christ!
[he bolts to his feet]
Hannibal King: What
the fuck?
Asher Talos: [picking
up the dog] Good dog.
Hannibal King: [shouts]
What the fuck?
Asher Talos: His
name's Pac-Man. We've been porting the vampire gene into other species,
experimenting.
Hannibal King: You
made a goddamn vampire Pomeranian?
Jarko Grimwood:
[about his vampire Pomeranian] Precious, isn't he?
Hannibal King:
Well, that depends who you ask. Because clearly, this dog has a bigger dick
than you.
Jarko Grimwood: And
when the fuck did you see my dick, fuck-face?
[he kicks Hannibal in the face]
Hannibal King: Ow!
[points at Danica]
Hannibal King: I
was talking to her!
Zoe: [watching
Blade inhaling his serum] Why do you do that?
Blade: There's
something bad inside me. This keeps it from getting out.
Zoe: Why can't you
just be nice?
Blade: Because the
world isn't nice.
Hannibal King: [comes
across Pac-Man] Fuck me.
[two Rotweilers, also vampire dogs, come into frame]
Hannibal King: Oh,
fuck me sideways!
Hannibal King:
We call ourselves the Nightstalkers.
Blade: Sounds like
a reject from a Saturday morning cartoon.
Hannibal King:
Well, we were going to go with the Care Bears, but that was taken.
Danica Talos:
Tell us about Blade, King. What's this weapon he's planning?
Hannibal King: I
can tell you two things. One, your hairdo is ridiculous. And two, I ate a
lot of garlic, and I just farted. Silent but deadly.
Dracula: Blade,
ready to die?
Blade: I was born
ready motherfucker!
Dracula:
Motherfucker... I like that.
Hannibal's Name Tag: Hello my name is - fuck you.
Blade: Who's
your handler?
Hoop: I don't know
my fucking handler! I swear, I swear!
[Blade loosens his grip]
Hoop: Oh, no! Shit,
no! Please!
[a cell phone rings. Blade looks down at himself, then at
Abbie and Hannibal, who shrug, then down at the familiar]
Blade: Oh, it's
you! I'll take that. Come on! Let's go, come on!
[Hoop takes a cell phone out of his pocket and hands it to
Blade. Blade checks the caller ID - "Dr. E. Vance" - then picks up]
Dr. Edgar Vance:
Hello? Hello? Hello, this is Dr. Vance. You paged me?
Blade: [chuckles]
It's for you.
[Blade hands the phone back. Hoop puts it to his ear.]
Hoop: Hello...?
[Blade lets go]
Hoop:
Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
[thud]
[Abby, Hannibal, and Caulder confront a werewolf]
Hannibal King:
Don't you know that fur is murder?
Jarko Grimwood:
[grabs Hannibal by the throat] Spit it out, you fucking
fruitcake!
Hannibal King: All
right, fuck! I'll tell you about the weapon!
[Jarko releases him]
Hannibal King: It's
a new flavor-crystal formula. Twice the chocolaty goodness, half the
calories. Plus it helps prevent tooth decay. There, I said it.
Danica Talos:
You're brave, King. I'll give you that. But underneath that swagger, I know
what you really fear. What would hurt you more than anything.
[She jams her stiletto heel into his shoulder wound. He
flinches, but doesn't cry out. Then she hitches down his pants, revealing
the old vampire glyph.]
Danica Talos: You
don't want to go back to being one of us, do you?
[leans in]
Danica Talos: I'm
gonna bite you again, King. And I'm going to leave you here while you turn.
I'm going to watch you, day after day, as the thirst keeps building and
building. And then, when you can't stand it any more...
[she raps her foot on the floor, and as she leans closer to
whisper in his ear, Dracula comes in, holding Zoe by the hand]
Danica Talos: I'm
gonna bring the little girl in here, for you to feed on. Would you like
that, King? Would you enjoy taking her life?
[she sits back in her chair. King sags.]
Danica Talos: Now
we're getting somewhere, my pet.
Hannibal King: [about
Danica] You know the kind of woman that just screams trouble? You see
her, and every warning bell in your brain starts going off, but you still
manage to ask for her number? Well, that's all I ever hook up with. But this
betty... whoa! She blew them all away in the shitstorm sweepstakes.
Danica Talos: [licking
one of Hannibal's wounds] You're tasting a little bland, lover. Are you
getting enough fatty acids in your diet? Have you tried lake trout?
Mackerel?
Hannibal King: How
about you take a sugar-frosted fuck off the end of my dick?
Danica Talos: And
how about everyone here not saying the word "dick" anymore? It provokes my
envy.
Hannibal King: I
picked Danica up in a bar, spent the next five years playing
hide-and-go-suck as her little vampire cabana boy. Eventually Abigail found
me, Sommerfield managed to treat me with a cure, and now I kill them. And
that's basically turning a frown upside down.
Dex: Consider us
your reinforcements.
Blade: What? You
amateurs are supposed to be helping me? Look at you. You're kids. You're not
ready to roll with this. Look at the way you dress.
[points to the name tag on Hannibal's combat vest]
Blade: What is
that? "Fuck You"? That's supposed to be tactical? What is this, a joke? What
the fuck is wrong with you all? You think this is a joke? You think this is
a fucking sit-com?
Hannibal King:
Okay, first off, that's just rude. Second, I'm pretty sure we saved your ass
back there.
Hannibal King:
Hedges, super-size me, sweetheart.
[Hedges hands him a four-barrel rifle]
Hannibal King: This
little peashooter, it's a modified version of the Army's individual
objective combat weapon. Pick your poison - sun dogs, stakes, heat-seeking
mini-rockets. Basically, whatever gets you hard, this puppy'll pump 'em out.
[sarcastic]
Hannibal King: Of
course, it doesn't have the range of a *sword*, but...
[after the vampires' attack on the Nightstalkers' hideout]
Blade: You all
right?
Abigail Whistler:
Yeah.
Blade: Don't let it
turn inward.
Abigail Whistler:
Ever since I can remember, ever since I was a child, I've had this knife of
sadness in my heart. And as long as it's there, I'm strong, I'm untouchable.
But the moment I take it out... I'll just die.
Hannibal King:
Let's face it, we are fighting a losing battle here. So we kill a few
hundred of them a year, big deal. There are thousands of them out there,
maybe tens of thousands. We need a new tactic.
Blade: Like what?
Sommerfield: A
biological weapon. For you sighted people, here's a little show-and-tell.
[first lines]
Hannibal King: In
the movies, Dracula wears a cape, and some old English guy manages to save
the day at the last moment with crosses and holy water. But everyone knows
the movies are full of shit. The truth is, it began with Blade, and it ended
with Blade. The rest of us were just along for the ride.
Dracula: Funny,
isn't it? All this time, my people were trying to create a new kind of
vampire... when one already existed. I don't need to survive. The future of
our race lies with you. You fought with honor. I respect that. So allow me a
parting gift. But know this. Sooner or later... the thirst always wins.
[the SWAT team converges on Whistler, dying after being
shot in the back]
SWAT Member: Move a
finger and you're dead!
Abraham Whistler: [raises
his middle finger, while holding a radio detonator] How about this one?
SWAT Member: He's
got something in his hand!
Abraham Whistler:
Get out, Blade!
[the building goes up in an explosion]
Blade: [on
Dracula] So the movies are true.
Hannibal King: Ha!
The movies are just a comforting fairy-tale compared to the real deal. Bram
Stoker, he wrote a good yarn. But the events that he described back in 1896?
God, that was just a little piece of the mosaic.
[showing Blade pictures of the vampires]
Hannibal King: And
this walking diaper stain is Jarko Grimwood.
Ray Cumberland:
Don't fuck with my thing.
Abigail Whistler:
[about to stab a vampire thug who said it to her] Scream
if this hurts, chica!
[to Abigail]
Dingo: Scream if
this hurts, chica!
Hannibal King: [after
breaking in through the window] Evening, ladies.
Dracula: Do you
know who I am?
Zoe: You're the
Nome King.
Dracula: The Nome
King... how sweet. Tell me, child, do you want to die?
Zoe: I'm not
afraid. I'll go to heaven.
Dracula: There is
no heaven. No God, no angels. The only thing that awaits you is nothingness.
But what if you could change that? What if you could remain a child forever?
Wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't you accept that gift?
Zoe: My friends are
coming to kill you.
Dr. Edgar Vance:
What's the date today? Can you tell me what day it is?
Blade: [declines
to answer]
Dr. Edgar Vance:
What about the president? Surely you know that? Can you tell me who's in the
White House?
Blade: An asshole.
Hannibal King: [calls
to Blade as Blade disappears into the ventilation shaft] Hey, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa! Where're you going?
[turns to Abby]
Hannibal King:
Where the fuck is he going? This is supposed to be a rescue!
Blade: [later,
after Abby and Hannibal have fought their way out of the building, Blade
jumps from the third floor window] Forgot my sword.
[after Blade stakes Gedge who he believes is a vampire]
Blade: Staked you
with silver. Why aren't you ash?
Gedge: Why aren't
you smarter? Not a vampire, dumb shit! Set your sorry ass up.
[Gedge tucks on fake vampire teeth]
Blade: Damn.
Hannibal King:
Welcome to the honeycomb hideout.
Blade: How do you
bankroll this operation?
Hannibal King: I
date a lot of older man.
Chief Martin Vreede:
There's nothing stopping them now.
Blade: [in
Vreede's face] There's me.