Dracula:
Who am I? Gilles de Rais, Vlad Tepes, El Hazarid... Dagobert, Proximus, Uther, Caligula...
[sigh]
Dracula:
... ah... Iscariot... and so many more that I've long forgotten.
Dracula:
So noble what you said to the girl. About the sunlight purging her of evil. But she's too far gone and you know it. You know she will die.
Father Uffizi:
Better by her own hand than mine.
Dracula:
I like that. You're more ruthless than I am.
Kenny:
How much more real does it have to get?
Lowell:
We know he's alive, Kenny. We just don't know what's keeping him alive.
Eric:
Or if that essence can be safely transferred to another person.
Kenny:
I just got through planting my best friend in someone's backyard. Excuse me if I don't give a shit. So unless this essence of yours can bring her back, I just want to get my money and get the hell out of here.
Lowell:
Tanya's dead. It doesn't work on dead cells.
Kenny:
No? How does it work then, Lowell? Does it work on diseased cells? Would it work on that? How about cells from some poor palsy piece of shit in a wheelchair who...
[shouts]
Kenny:
Oh, my God! That's you!
Lowell:
You're missing the big picture here.
Kenny:
Sure, Lowell. You won't be just sitting there with your Nobel prize, you'll be dancing with it.
Tanya:
Maybe we need virgin blood.
Kenny:
[rolls eyes] Why?
Tanya:
Didn't Elizabeth Bathory always bathe in virgin blood?
Elizabeth Blaine:
No, no. Because when my blood touched its skin, it reacted.
Kenny:
There goes the virgin theory.
Eric:
[about to be bitten] Go on. I'll just live forever.
Dracula:
Ah, but will you want to?
[bites off Eric's face]
[Elizabeth is taking a blood sample from Dracula.]
Dracula:
Erzabet... "oath of God" in Hebrew. Is it not? The noble caretaker of the dead, giving names to the nameless, and now taker of blood.
[Elizabeth is surprised that Dracula has no more blood]
Dracula:
What's wrong, bloodsucker? Did you think my blood would be limitless? Better that you protect what you already have than to seek more where there is none.
Kenny:
It won't change who you are. It'll just make you better. Hell, it'll turn you into fuckin' Superman!
Luke:
Or pure refried evil.
Elizabeth Blaine:
Where you have been?
Luke:
[pulling out bottles of water] Shopping.
Kenny:
You know, evil is just a state of mind, fella.
Lowell:
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He's right. In clinical studies, it is completely irrelevant.
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Luke:
Is it? Is this the new you, Lowell? Here's the new you on holy water.
[Luke pours holy water on Lowell's skin sample soaked with vampire blood and it stars fizzing.]
Kenny:
It's acid. You threw fucking acid on it!
[Luke drinks the holy water]
Kenny:
So, what are you saying?
Luke:
What I'm saying, Kenny, is that thing out there is a monster. And I'm no better than you, because I'm the one who stole it. But don't pretend it's something else. You know what it is.
Lowell:
Okay. We all know it's a vampire. Nobody's kidding themselves here. The trick is to separate the diseased vector - the evil, if you will - from the healthy one.
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