Blade

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 sh*t! Somebody get me a god-damned wheelchair!

Quinn:
I'm gonna be naughty! I'm gonna be a naughty vampire god!

Blade:
The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping. There is another world beneath it. The real world.

Deacon Frost:
Tonight, the age of man comes to an end.

Blade:
Some motherf***ers always trying to ice skate uphill.

Dr. Karen Jenson:
Wait! I'm coming with you.

Blade:
You're useless.

Blade:
How do you think we fund this little operation? 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 you forget what you've seen in the movies. You use a stake, silver or sunlight. You know how to use one of these?

Dr. Karen Jenson:
No, but I sure do 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 f***ing dignity.

Pearl:
...there's nothing you can do about it, Daywalker!

Blade:
Is that so?

Pearl:
Well, that's what Frost says.

Blade:
Frost, your nothing to me but another dead vampire.

Frost:
You're and 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 f***ing 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.

Blade:
You better wake up. The world you live in is nothing but a sugarcoated topping! There is another world beneath it. And if you want to survive it you better learn how to PULL THE TRIGGER!

Dr. Karen Jenson:
You're one of them, aren't you?

Blade:
No, I'm something else.

Quinn:
You took my arm man. I owe you one.

Quinn:
But if you want to get technical Blade, I owe you two.

Quinn:
What's so funny?

Blade:
I'm expecting company

Whistler:
Did I catch you f***ers at a bad time?

Whistler:
Blade's mother was attacked by a vampire while she was pregnant.

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:
WHAT is that?

Pearl:
Oh that's nothing, it's routine research. Actually, it's video game.

Deacon Frost:
Hey Blade, let's do this.

Deacon Frost:
I need twelve volunteers.

Blade:
They're vampires.

Dr. Karen Jenson:
How can you tell?

Blade:
By the way they move. They way they smell.

Quinn:
HE WANTS BLADE ALIVE!

Officer Krieger:
Go f*** yourself!

Blade:
F*** me, no, you suck this.

Blade:
What do I care? They're just cattle.

Deacon Frost:
You're an idiot, you know that?

Frost:
Hey I heard you've been looking for me, I'm flattered.

Blade:
It'll pass.

Deacon Frost:
What? Your serum! Can't help you know stud.

Deacon Frost:
I'm offering you a truce- I want you with us.

Blade:
Hey, you think I'm stupid?

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 f***ing 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- Daywalker!

Blade:
Maybe I don't see it that way.

Deacon Frost:
My turn.

Dragonetti:
I was born a vampire. But you... you were merely turned.

Pleading Goon:
No... please! I just work with them.

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.

Officer Krieger:
Go f*** yourself!

Blade:
F*** me?! No, you f*** this! [pulls out his gun]

Dr. Karen Jenson:
What's that smell?

Pearl:
[Distantly]...image carefully, Frost. You will need 12 purebloods to make the ritual work. [Realizes that someone is in the room] Kreiger, is that you? [Blade reveals himself] He's here! He's here!

Blade:
This must be Pearl, the record keeper.

[Pearl lets out a rather disgusting fart]

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 f***ing dignity.

Pearl:
Frost. [Blade twists the laptop Frost is communicating through] Ruthless bloodsucker.

Frost:
Congratulations, Blade.

Blade:
Frost.

Frost:
I hear you've been looking for me. I'm flattered.

Blade:
It'll pass.

[Frost turns off the laptop]

Frost:
F***.

Pearl:
[After Dr. Jenson takes out a flashlight] What's that?

Blade:
That, biscuit boy, is a UV lamp. We're gonna play a game of 20 questions. Depending on how you answer, you may walk out of here with a tan. [Points to a computer screen] What's that?

Pearl:
That? Oh, it's nothing. It's routine research. Actually it's a video game.

[Blade snaps his fingers; Dr. Jenson momentarily shines the UV light on Pearl]

Blade:
That must've hurt.

Pearl:
It's a fragment! A piece of the prophecy!

Blade:
What prophecy?

Pearl:
Oh, I'm not really sure. There's so many of them out--

[Without warning, Jenson automatically fries Pearl again]

Pearl:
[in vampire tongue] La Magra is coming! The souls of the twelve will awaken the Blood God! [in English] And there's nothing you can do about it, Daywalker!

Blade:
Is that so?

Pearl:
Well, that's what Frost says.

Blade:
Then you won't mind me borrowing this, will you? [Takes a disk from the computer] If he moves, fry him. [Walks to an armored door] What's in here?

Pearl:
Nothing! It's a storeroom. But you're wasting your time. There's nothing of importance to anyone.

Blade:
Then you won't mind if I take a peek.

Pearl:
NO!!

[Dr. Jenson fries Pearl almost immediately; A look from Blade stops her]

Dr. Karen Jenson:
He moved.

Quinn:
Hola, amigo! [Mercury destroys Blade's UV light] Do you remember me?

[Blade fights Quinn's guards and is quickly defeated. One of them takes his sword]

Quinn:
Well, well, well. You took my arm, man. Remember? But it's cool. [Takes off his glove, showing his new left arm, still composed mostly of scar tissue and slightly disproportionate] I got a new one. [Starts laughing] Think I'll ever play piano again? [Motions as if he were playing a piano] You can slice him, you can dice him, but the Quinn-man just keeps on comin'!

Crease:
[Holding Blade's sword] Check it out! I've... got his pigsticker!!

[Blade grins as the sword explodes in Crease's hand, much to the amusement of everyone else, including Crease himself]

Quinn:
You're a f*** up, Crease! [Imitates him] "I got his pigsticker!" Oh, man. You're just full of surprises, ain't you chief? [Punches Blade several times] Stay with me, sweetness. 'Cause I'm not through with you yet. Oh, lookie here. [he removes a silver stake from Blade's holster] 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] Actually, if you want to get technical, Blade... [lifts another stake] 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 f***ers at a bad time?

Dr. Karen Jenson:
Why do you hunt them?

Whistler:
I had a family once - wife, two daughters. Then a drifter came callin' one evenin'. A vampire. He toyed with them first. Tried to make me decide what order they'd die in.

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.

Quinn:
It's not my fault he took us by surprise!

Mercury:
Two of them against your entire security force?

Qiunn:
Don't point your finger at me! Don't you put that sh*t on me, 'cause you were there, too!

Mercury:
I'm sure Deacon will appreciate...

Quinn:
I was out there doing my best and I got stabbed in the balls for it, all right? [The girl putting his bandage on bites his severed arm] You little skeez!

Mercury:
Don't see this fancy lifestyle really suits you.

Quinn:
[Shows her his arm] I should shove this stump through that sh*t-eating grin of yours.

Mercury:
Face it, angel. You were sloppy. You got what you deserved.

[Frost enters]

Quinn:
Deac, let me take this guy out, man. Look. Look what he f***ing did! He took my hand again!

Frost:
Listen to me. I want him alive.

Quinn:
What the f*** you talk--- "Want him alive?" We've been trying to kill this motherf***er for years. Are you out of your f***ing mind?!

Frost:
Big guy, relax. Be patient. Now we got a lot to do, here. I need you, man. I need you.

Frost:
How you doin' chief? [Blade reaches for his gun] Easy. Wouldn't want our little friend here to wind up on the back of a milk carton now, would we? It's nice to finally meet you, man. Had my eye on you for years. I know all about you: your serum, Whistler, everything.

Blade:
Sunblock.

Frost:
Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course to be like you: [With mock amazement] the Daywalker! You've got the best of both worlds, don't you? All our strengths, none of our weaknesses.

Blade:
Maybe I don't see it that way.

Frost:
Oh, so it's back to pretending we're human again? Come on. 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 f***in' 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.

Frost:
I'm offering you a truce. I want you with us.

Blade:
What do you think, I'm stupid? [in vampire tongue] "The spirits of the twelve will awaken La Magra."

Frost:
You're familiar with the blood god.

Blade:
Frost, you're nothing to me but another dead vampire.

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 f***in' face. [Blade reaches for his gun] Careful. [Lifts the girl into the air]

Blade:
What do I care? They're cattle. Just like you said.

Frost:
If you want to 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--

Whistler:
Frost took her. Listen to me. The disk. We decoded it. Frost is tryin' to trigger a f***in' vampire apocalypse. There's some kind of... vampire god he's trying to resurrect.

Blade:
La Magra.

Whistler:
You're the key. He needs your blood. The blood of the Daywalker. You're the chosen one. Listen to me, Blade. You can't go after him.

Blade:
Bullshit.

Whistler:
If Frost gets his hands on you, it's all over. There'll be armies of the motherfuckers. [Blade wipes one of his wounds] Sh*t. You're going to have to finish me off. Don't want me comin' back.

Blade:
We can treat the wounds.

Whistler:
It's too far gone. You know that. Give me your gun.

Blade:
No.

Whistler:
Give me the goddamn gun. [Blade reluctantly hands him the gun] Now walk away, you stupid son of a b*tch. [Blade doesn't move] Walk the f*** away.

[Blade walks away. A gunshot is heard as he does]

Frost:
You seem a bit tense. A bit pent up, maybe. Like you need to release something. You know? Blade not... giving it to you, maybe? I don't know. I just... I see such a beautiful woman. Great skin. I'd like to see you happy, that's all.

Dr. Karen Jenson:
Is this the part where you offer to turn me?

Frost:
Well, it's either that or a body bag.

Dr. Karen Jenson:
Go ahead. Bite me. I'll just cure myself. I did it before, and I can do it again.

Frost:
There is no cure, baby.

Dr. Karen Jenson:
There is if you've been bitten. If you were once... human.

[Frost smokes a cigarrette. She notices he is wearing a band-aid]

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 disease.

Frost:
I'll tell you what we are, sister: We're the top of the f***ing food chain. The Blood God's comin' and after tonight, you people are f***in' 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 f***ing loved. It won't matter who's pure-blood and who's not. How are you goin' to cure the whole f***ing world? [Stands] And Blade's blood is the key.

Quinn:
Deac, I don't think you understand. This dude is f***in' bad.

Frost:
What?

Quinn:
He's like --We had 20 guys around him, man. I was there man, and he's got sh*t he throws at you--

Frost:
[Mocking Quinn] Yeah, he's got the sword and sh*t, yeah? He throws it in the air, catches it underneath. Yeah? Shut the f*** up! Look, make it happen. It's one guy on foot.

Frost:
Let's see this sword of yours. [Mercury tosses him Blade's sword] Titanium, right? Acid-etched. I'll get used to a weapon like this. [Turns the security device off in Blade's face] What? You look surprised. I told you, Blade. I know everything about you. Hold out your arm Quinn.

Quinn:
Why, man? I mean, these are like all better.

Frost:
Hold out your arm. Now.

Quinn:
Deac, I-- [Extends his arm]

Frost:
[Prepares to cut off Quinn's arm] Just kidding. [Tosses the sword back to Mercury]

Quinn:
[Laughs loudly] He was f***in' with me, man! I mean he was like f***in'...

Dr. Karen Jenson:
[Whispers] Blade. Blade.

Frost:
He can't hear you, honey. The thirst has got him now. [Quinn hands him the EDTA vials] What do we have here? The precious serum. How long's it been since you shot up? 12, 13 hours maybe? [Holds a vial to Blade's face] Bet your just dyin' for a drink, aren't you? What's it feel like? Is your blood on fire?

Blade:
Try some. You might like it.

Frost:
Thanks, but I prefer the real thing. In any event, I don't think you'll be needing these anymore.

[Frost throws them into the abyss]

Frost:
Tonight, the age of man comes to an end. No more compromises.

Quinn:
We're gonna be gods.

Frost:
Of course we are.

Quinn:
I'm gonna be naughty. I'm gonna be a naughty vampire god!

Mercury:
Deacon?

Frost:
Not anymore.

Blade:
FROST!

Frost:
Kill him.

Quinn:
Wait! I owe you, man. I got two new hands, Blade, and I don't know which one to use to kill you with!

[Quinn runs to Blade, who decapitates him]

[Blade has cut Frost's arm off, then cut him in half, only for him to reattatch himself]

Blade:
[Mouths] What the f***?

Frost:
You're too late, Blade. [Regrows his arm]

Smells like a vampire wiped his ass with it

Blade:
Motherf***er, are you outta yo damn mind?!? [said while cops shoot at HIM after a charred vampire just escaped a hospital]

Blade:
When you understand the nature of a thing, you know what it's capable of.

Blade:
FROST!!!

Deacon Frost:
Maybe it's about time we forgot about discretion. We should be ruling the humans, not making back-alley treaties with them. For f***'s sake these people are our food, not our allies.

Deacon Frost:
Is everybody thirsty?! I hope you're all very f***in' thirsty!

Deacon Frost:
Look at you. You're a little b*tch. [Blade looks up at the EDTA vial] What? Your serum? Can't help you now, stud.

Deacon Frost:
(Last Words) Nice shot.

Deacon Frost:
The Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are f***ing 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 f***ing loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How are you gonna cure the whole f***ing world? Hm?

Quinn:
You took my arm, man. Remember? But its cool. I got a new one. [Shows his new arm] Think I'll ever play piano again?

Quinn:
You can slice him, you can dice him, but the Quinn man just keeps on comin'!

Quinn:
Stay with me, sweetness, cause I'm not finished with you yet.

Quinn:
We're gonna be gods!

Whistler:
Vampires: Hominus Nocturna.

Whistler:
Catch you f***ers at a bad time?