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  • [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 # 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: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • 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: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • ...He hates me, doesn't he? 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • 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? Dracula: Blade. Ready to die? Blade: Was born ready motherfucker! Hannibal King: She's making playlists. She likes to listen to MP3s when she hunts. It's like her own internal soundtrack. House, dance, trip-hop, whatever kids listen to these days. Me, I'm more of a David Hasselhof fan. 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? 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • : 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: [Blade is bobbing Hoop up and down over the edge of a building] You know evetually your head is just gonna pop off. 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 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: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • 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. Hannibal King: And that's basically turning a frown upside down. Blade: What the hell do you kids know about huntin' vampires anyway? Hannibal King: Well, for starters... [shows Vampire tattoo] Hannibal King: I used to be one. [puts shirt down] Hannibal King: do I pass the audition? Dracula: Kill one - you're a murderer, kill thousands - you're a king, kill them all - you're a GOD. 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 always manages to save the day at the last minute with crosses and holy water. But everybody knows the movies are full of shit. The truth is, it started with Blade, and it ended with him. 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. Zoe: 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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  • 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 men. Chief Martin Vreede: There's nothing stopping them now. Blade: [in Vreede's face] There's me. Blade: [to Chief Martin Vreede] You have 20 seconds to get outta here! [Chief Martin Vreede runs off] Blade: [Blade waits 3 seconds] 20! [He shoots him] Hannibal King: ...do you know what you get when you cross a werewolf with a vampire? [pauses before shooting the werewolf at the roulette table] Hannibal King: You get a fur coat that sticks to your neck! [last lines] Hannibal King: Blade was still out there somewhere, doing what he did best. He was a weapon. His life was a war. And everybody knows the war never ends. [while Blade is restrained, Vance injects him with a sedative] Dr. Edgar Vance: You don't have a problem with needles, do you?... There! That wasn't so bad, was it? [he leans closer, and Blade hears him through a haze] Dr. Edgar Vance: Oh, you're weak. In need of your serum. Who would have thought that a mere human like myself could bring down a big, strapping hybrid like yourself? Blade: [realizes] You're one of them... a familiar. [Vance shows Blade a glyph tattoo on his wrist] Dr. Edgar Vance: Going on five years now. It's the endgame, Blade. All their plans are coming to fruition. Why don't you just sit back, and enjoy the show? 复制 复制成功 复制失败,请手动复制
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