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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: I don't see it that way.
Deacon Frost: Maybe it's time we forgot about discretion. We should be ruling the humans, not running around making back ally treaties with them. For fucks sake, these people are our food, not our allies.
Dr. Karen Jenson: Who are you people?
Whistler: My name's Abraham Whistler. You've met Blade.
Whistler: You have to understand. They're everywhere. Chances are you seen em yourself, but didn't know it. On the subway or in a bar.
Whistler: There's a war going on out there. Blade and myself, and a few others, we try to keep them spilling over onto the streets. Sometimes people like yourself get caught in the cross fire.
Blade: Remember what we told you. You keep your eyes open. They're everywhere.
Blade: You give frost a message from me. You tell him it's open season on all suck games.
Pearl: Is that you? He's here! He's here!
Blade: This must be Pearl. The record keeper.
Dr. Karen Jenson: [after burning Pearl] He moved.
Whistler: We kill as many of 'em as we can find. But it's getting worse.
Deacon Frost: Nice place. It took us a while to find it.
Whistler: Frost is trying to trigger off some kind of vampire apocalypse. There's some kind of vampire guy he's trying to resurrect. You're the key. He needs your blood. The blood of the day walker. You're the chosen one.
Deacon Frost: Tonight the age of man comes to an end. No more compromises.
Quinn: We're gonna be Gods.
Dr. Karen Jenson: How'd you get that scar, Deacon? A born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth. You must've gotten scarred before you were turned. Isn't that right? Vampires like you aren't a species. You're just infected, a virus, a sexually transmitted dis...
Deacon Frost: I'll tell you what we are, sister! We're the top of the fucking food chain. And the Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are fucking history. He's a hurricane. An act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned. Everyone you've ever known... everyone you've ever fucking loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole fucking world? Hm? And Blade's blood is the key.
Guard: We've got an intruder.
Deacon Frost: How you doing, chief?
Blade: [reaches for his gun]
Deacon Frost: Easy...
[pulls in a little girl closer to him]
Deacon Frost: wouldn't want our little friend here to wind up in the back of a milk carton now, would we? God, it's finally nice to meet you, man. I had my eye on you for years. I know all about you. Your serum, Whistler. Everything.
Blade: [amused] Sunblock.
Deacon Frost: Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course, is to be like you - the Daywalker! You got the best of both worlds, don't you? All our strengths... none of our weaknesses...
Blade: Yeah, well maybe I don't see it that way.
Deacon Frost: Oh, so it's back to pretending we're human again? C'mon... spare me the Uncle Tom routine, okay? You can't keep denying what you are, man. You think the humans will ever accept a half-breed like you? They can't... they're afraid of you... and they should be. You're an animal, you're a fuckin' maniac! Look at 'em. They're cattle; pieces of meat. What difference does it make how their world ends? Plague... war... famine. Morality doesn't even enter into it. We're just a function of natural selection, man. The new race...
Blade: Looks like your mascara's running...
Deacon Frost: [wipes a bit of sunblock from his face] I'm offering you a truce. I want you with us.
Blade: What do you think I'm stupid?
[mentions La Magra in the vampire language]
Deacon Frost: You're familiar with the Blood god.
Blade: Frost... you're nothing to me but another dead vampire.
Deacon Frost: You're an idiot, you know that? I came down here offering you an easy way out and you spit it right back in my fuckin' face!
Blade: [reach for his gun again]
Deacon Frost: [picks up the little girl by the throat] Careful!
Blade: What do I care? They're nothing but cattle... just like you said.
Deacon Frost: If you wanna take the hard road, be my guest, pal. But I promise you by the time this is over, you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's...
Blade: [shoots and misses Frost as Frost throws the little girl and runs]
Dr. Karen Jenson: How'd you get that scar, Deacon? I born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth. You must've gotten scarred before you were turned. Isn't that right? Vampires like you aren't a species. You're just infected, a virus, a sexually transmitted dis...
Deacon Frost: I'll tell you what we are, sister! We're the top of the fucking food chain. The Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are fucking history. He's a hurricane. An act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned. Everyone you've ever known... everyone you've ever fucking loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole fucking world? Hm?
Dragonetti: I was born a vampire, as was every other member of this house. But you Frost... you were merely turned.
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 a minute! 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. Nice craftsman ship, huh? Probably cost you a pretty penny. 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?
Blade: [now in Moscow, speaking Russian] Catch you at a bad time… comrade.
Whistler: [after Dr Karen Jenson sees him inject Blade with the serum and runs away] Wander off the beaten path, Doctor.
Vanessa Brooks: [after losing in a fight with Blade] Eric, I'm you mother. You wouldn't kill your mother would you?
[pulls Blade in for a hug]
Blade: [whispers in her ear] I must release you.
Vanessa Brooks: [Blade stabs her with the bone] Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
Dr. Karen Jenson: You've been listening in the whole time?
Blade: We keep in radio contact.
Whistler: You think I'd let him run loose without a chaperon?
Mercury: [after Frost is thrown against a wall in the temple] Deacon?
Deacon Frost: [now the blood god, Le Magra] Not anymore.
Blade: [Jumps from the top floor of the Temple of Eternal Night, and shouts] FFFRRROOOOOOSSST
Deacon Frost: Kill him.
Dr. Karen Jenson: I need to get back to the lab, if I'm going to cure you.
Blade: It's not over. You keep your cure. There's still a war going on, and I have a job to do. You wanna help, make me a better serum.
Whistler: Blade's mother was attacked by a vampire while she was pregnant. She died, but he lived. Unfortunately, he'd undergone certain genetic changes. He can withstand garlic, silver, even sunlight. And he's got their strength. This time 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.
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.
Blade: I'm not human.
Dr. Karen Jenson: You look human to me.
Blade: Humans don't drink blood.
Dr. Karen Jenson: That was a long time ago. 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 tell 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.
Crease: [waving Blade's sword around] Check it out! I've got his pig-sticker!
[He laughs, then screams as the booby-trapped handle springs out, tearing his hand to pieces]
Quinn: You're a fuck-up, Crease!
[All the vampires laugh, Crease included]
Quinn: You're a fuck-up!
[imitating]
Quinn: "I got his pig-sticker!"
[as the security force prepares for Blade's arrival]
Quinn: [babbling] Deak, I don't think you understand, this dude is fucking bad! He's like, he had twenty guys around him - I was there, man! - he's got shit he throws at you, and then...
Deacon Frost: Yeah, he's got the sword...
Quinn: Exactly, and...
Deacon Frost: Yeah, throw it in the air...
Quinn: Right, and...
Deacon Frost: And catch it underneath...
Quinn: Exactly, that's...
Deacon Frost: Yeah - SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Deacon Frost: [examining Blade's sword] Hold out your arm, Quinn.
Quinn: [who's *finally* got both of his arms grown back] Why, man? I mean, these are, like, all better.
Deacon Frost: Hold-out-your-arm. Now.
[trembling, Quinn does so; Frost takes aim with the sword]
Quinn: D-Deac, I...
[Frost raises the sword... and lowers it]
Deacon Frost: Just kidding.
[chucks Quinn on the shoulder]
Quinn: [laughing uproariously] He was fucking with me, man! He was, like...
Racquel: HEY! I'm gonna rip yer fuckin' head off!
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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: I don't see it that way.
Deacon Frost: Maybe it's time we forgot about discretion. We should be ruling the humans, not running around making back ally treaties with them. For fucks sake, these people are our food, not our allies.
Dr. Karen Jenson: Who are you people?
Whistler: My name's Abraham Whistler. You've met Blade.
Whistler: You have to understand. They're everywhere. Chances are you seen em yourself, but didn't know it. On the subway or in a bar.
Whistler: There's a war going on out there. Blade and myself, and a few others, we try to keep them spilling over onto the streets. Sometimes people like yourself get caught in the cross fire.
Blade: Remember what we told you. You keep your eyes open. They're everywhere.
Blade: You give frost a message from me. You tell him it's open season on all suck games.
Pearl: Is that you? He's here! He's here!
Blade: This must be Pearl. The record keeper.
Dr. Karen Jenson: [after burning Pearl] He moved.
Whistler: We kill as many of 'em as we can find. But it's getting worse.
Deacon Frost: Nice place. It took us a while to find it.
Whistler: Frost is trying to trigger off some kind of vampire apocalypse. There's some kind of vampire guy he's trying to resurrect. You're the key. He needs your blood. The blood of the day walker. You're the chosen one.
Deacon Frost: Tonight the age of man comes to an end. No more compromises.
Quinn: We're gonna be Gods.
Dr. Karen Jenson: How'd you get that scar, Deacon? A born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth. You must've gotten scarred before you were turned. Isn't that right? Vampires like you aren't a species. You're just infected, a virus, a sexually transmitted dis...
Deacon Frost: I'll tell you what we are, sister! We're the top of the fucking food chain. And the Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are fucking history. He's a hurricane. An act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned. Everyone you've ever known... everyone you've ever fucking loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole fucking world? Hm? And Blade's blood is the key.
Guard: We've got an intruder.
Deacon Frost: How you doing, chief?
Blade: [reaches for his gun]
Deacon Frost: Easy...
[pulls in a little girl closer to him]
Deacon Frost: wouldn't want our little friend here to wind up in the back of a milk carton now, would we? God, it's finally nice to meet you, man. I had my eye on you for years. I know all about you. Your serum, Whistler. Everything.
Blade: [amused] Sunblock.
Deacon Frost: Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course, is to be like you - the Daywalker! You got the best of both worlds, don't you? All our strengths... none of our weaknesses...
Blade: Yeah, well maybe I don't see it that way.
Deacon Frost: Oh, so it's back to pretending we're human again? C'mon... spare me the Uncle Tom routine, okay? You can't keep denying what you are, man. You think the humans will ever accept a half-breed like you? They can't... they're afraid of you... and they should be. You're an animal, you're a fuckin' maniac! Look at 'em. They're cattle; pieces of meat. What difference does it make how their world ends? Plague... war... famine. Morality doesn't even enter into it. We're just a function of natural selection, man. The new race...
Blade: Looks like your mascara's running...
Deacon Frost: [wipes a bit of sunblock from his face] I'm offering you a truce. I want you with us.
Blade: What do you think I'm stupid?
[mentions La Magra in the vampire language]
Deacon Frost: You're familiar with the Blood god.
Blade: Frost... you're nothing to me but another dead vampire.
Deacon Frost: You're an idiot, you know that? I came down here offering you an easy way out and you spit it right back in my fuckin' face!
Blade: [reach for his gun again]
Deacon Frost: [picks up the little girl by the throat] Careful!
Blade: What do I care? They're nothing but cattle... just like you said.
Deacon Frost: If you wanna take the hard road, be my guest, pal. But I promise you by the time this is over, you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's...
Blade: [shoots and misses Frost as Frost throws the little girl and runs]
Dr. Karen Jenson: How'd you get that scar, Deacon? I born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth. You must've gotten scarred before you were turned. Isn't that right? Vampires like you aren't a species. You're just infected, a virus, a sexually transmitted dis...
Deacon Frost: I'll tell you what we are, sister! We're the top of the fucking food chain. The Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are fucking history. He's a hurricane. An act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned. Everyone you've ever known... everyone you've ever fucking loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole fucking world? Hm?
Dragonetti: I was born a vampire, as was every other member of this house. But you Frost... you were merely turned.
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 a minute! 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. Nice craftsman ship, huh? Probably cost you a pretty penny. 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?
Blade: [now in Moscow, speaking Russian] Catch you at a bad time… comrade.
Whistler: [after Dr Karen Jenson sees him inject Blade with the serum and runs away] Wander off the beaten path, Doctor.
Vanessa Brooks: [after losing in a fight with Blade] Eric, I'm you mother. You wouldn't kill your mother would you?
[pulls Blade in for a hug]
Blade: [whispers in her ear] I must release you.
Vanessa Brooks: [Blade stabs her with the bone] Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
Dr. Karen Jenson: You've been listening in the whole time?
Blade: We keep in radio contact.
Whistler: You think I'd let him run loose without a chaperon?
Mercury: [after Frost is thrown against a wall in the temple] Deacon?
Deacon Frost: [now the blood god, Le Magra] Not anymore.
Blade: [Jumps from the top floor of the Temple of Eternal Night, and shouts] FFFRRROOOOOOSSST
Deacon Frost: Kill him.
Dr. Karen Jenson: I need to get back to the lab, if I'm going to cure you.
Blade: It's not over. You keep your cure. There's still a war going on, and I have a job to do. You wanna help, make me a better serum.
Whistler: Blade's mother was attacked by a vampire while she was pregnant. She died, but he lived. Unfortunately, he'd undergone certain genetic changes. He can withstand garlic, silver, even sunlight. And he's got their strength. This time 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.
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.
Blade: I'm not human.
Dr. Karen Jenson: You look human to me.
Blade: Humans don't drink blood.
Dr. Karen Jenson: That was a long time ago. 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 tell 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.
Crease: [waving Blade's sword around] Check it out! I've got his pig-sticker!
[He laughs, then screams as the booby-trapped handle springs out, tearing his hand to pieces]
Quinn: You're a fuck-up, Crease!
[All the vampires laugh, Crease included]
Quinn: You're a fuck-up!
[imitating]
Quinn: "I got his pig-sticker!"
[as the security force prepares for Blade's arrival]
Quinn: [babbling] Deak, I don't think you understand, this dude is fucking bad! He's like, he had twenty guys around him - I was there, man! - he's got shit he throws at you, and then...
Deacon Frost: Yeah, he's got the sword...
Quinn: Exactly, and...
Deacon Frost: Yeah, throw it in the air...
Quinn: Right, and...
Deacon Frost: And catch it underneath...
Quinn: Exactly, that's...
Deacon Frost: Yeah - SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Deacon Frost: [examining Blade's sword] Hold out your arm, Quinn.
Quinn: [who's *finally* got both of his arms grown back] Why, man? I mean, these are, like, all better.
Deacon Frost: Hold-out-your-arm. Now.
[trembling, Quinn does so; Frost takes aim with the sword]
Quinn: D-Deac, I...
[Frost raises the sword... and lowers it]
Deacon Frost: Just kidding.
[chucks Quinn on the shoulder]
Quinn: [laughing uproariously] He was fucking with me, man! He was, like...
Racquel: HEY! I'm gonna rip yer fuckin' head off!
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