Blade: Trinity2004

[A Pomeranian is licking King's ear]

Hannibal King:
Back off, pooch.

[The dog exposes its Reaper-like jaws and tongue]

Hannibal King:
[stands] Jesus Christ! What the f***?!

Asher Talos:
[picks up the dog] Good dog.

Hannibal King:
What the f***?!

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?

Asher Talos:
Yeah. [hands Pac-Man to Jarko Grimwood]

Jarko Grimwood:
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 f*** did you see my dick, fuckface?! [kicks King]

Hannibal King:
Ow! I was talking … to her! [points to Danica Talos]

Danica Talos:
Poor King. You look so … distraught! [kicks him] Asher, hand me that chair. [sits in the chair and licks one of King'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 f*** off the end of my dick?

Danica Talos:
And how about everyone not saying the word "dick" anymore? It provokes my envy. Tell us about Blade, King. What's this weapon he's planning?

Hannibal King:
I can tell you two things. One, your hairdo is … ridiculous. And two, I ate a lot of garlic, and I just farted. [whispers] Silent but deadly.

Jarko Grimwood:
[grabs King] Spit it out, you f***ing fruitcake!

Hannibal King:
All right! F***! I'll tell you about the weapon! [Grimwood releases him] It's a new flavor-crystal formula. Twice the chocolaty goodness, half the calories, plus it helps prevent tooth decay; there, I said it.