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.