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.