Hey, dickface. You seen my dog?
Have you tried the lobby? [Grimmwood grabs him by the throat] Thank you. [Grimmwood throws him against a wall] ****...
Come on, King.
...this.
Most scenes together: Blade & Dracula/Drake (6), Hannibal King & Dracula/Drake (5), Hannibal King & Danica Talos (3)
Hey, dickface. You seen my dog?
Have you tried the lobby? [Grimmwood grabs him by the throat] Thank you. [Grimmwood throws him against a wall] ****...
Come on, King.
...this.
Jesus Christ! What the ****?!
WHAT THE ****?!
His name's Pac-Man. We've been porting the vampire gene into other species. Experimenting.
You made a goddamn vampire... Pomeranian?
Yeah. [Hands Pac-Man to Jarko Grimwood]
Precious, isn't he?
Well, that depends who you ask because clearly, this dog has a bigger dick than you.
And when the **** did you see my dick, ****-Face?! [Kicks King]
Ow! I was talking to HER! [Points to 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?
How about you take a sugar-frosted ****... off the end of my dick?
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?
I can tell you two things. One, your hairdo is... ridiculous. And two, I ate a lot of garlic, and I just farted. Silent but deadly.
Spit it out, you **** fruitcake!
All right! ****! I'll tell you about the weapon! [Grimwood releases him] It's a new flavor-crystal formula. Twice the choclaty goodness, half the calories, plus it helps prevent tooth decay. There, I said it.
Hey, Dmitri. Nice hat.
King, what the hell are you doing here?
Uh, just a little sport hunting.
Ain't no more vampires left, King. So, who do you want to hunt?
Well, that is a great question, my friend. And I got one for you. What do you get when you cross a vampire with a werewolf? You get a fur coat...
...that sticks to your neck.
Found him.
Don't you know that fur is murder? [Screen cuts to black and a gun is discharged]
Why do you do that?
Because there's something bad inside of me. This keeps it from getting out.
Why can't you just be nice?
Because the world isn't nice.
**** HANNIBAL KING! I should have ripped his bleeding heart out when I had the chance!
1, 182. But they were all familiars. People who work for them.
You know, one of these days, you might want to consider sitting down with someone. You know, have a little share time? Get in touch with your inner child? Also - just a thought - but, you just might want to consider blinking once in a while. [Blade stops and slowly turns to look at Hannibal] Sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.
Hey Blade, I got a question for you... Let's say we succeed in wiping out all the vampires. What then? Huh? Ever ask yourself that? I mean, somehow I don't picture you teaching Karat-ay at the local Y.
In the movies, Dracula wears a cape, and some old English guy manages to save the day at the last moment with crosses and holy water. But everyone knows the movies are full of shit. The truth is, it began with Blade, and it ended with Blade. The rest of us were just along for the ride.
Funny, isn't it? My people were trying to create a new kind of vampire when one already exists. I don't need to survive. The future of our race rests with you. You fought with honor. I respect that. So, allow me a parting gift. But know this: sooner, or later, the thirst always wins.