Bloodlust!

Dean Gerrard:
I can't go on forever pretending to be a useless drunk.

Johnny Randall:
You mean you hunted those people down? Then killed them, and did *that* to them?

Dr. Albert Balleau:
Exactly. I hunted them. And shall I tell you why? I'd been a scholar all my life. I was curator of a large museum. And the war began. I who had never killed anything in my life assigned to duty as a sniper - a sharpshooter - because of my steady hand and keen eyesight. [chuckles] It amuses me now that I found it distasteful at first. And as time went by I adjusted my new activity. For what had been an unpleasant duty became a pleasure then it developed into a passion and then into a lust. A lust for blood! A lust that has grown with the years! And one that I spend my entire life trying to satisfy.

Johnny Randall:
Listen, Mister Balleau, fun's fun. But if you think we're gonna be the clay pigeons in your shooting gallery - you're just a little far out!

Dr. Albert Balleau:
Well, then, I'm flattered that someone should want to further look at my little souvenirs. No one else has ever come back a second time - alive.

Captain Tony:
So long, suckers!