Marcus: Actually, one last problem remains. The same one we always have it seems. Blade.
Krista: What about him?
Marcus: He has a habit of showing up when least expected. Thought Chthon would do the same to him.
Krista: Soo... where do we find him?
Marcus: That's the best part... I already have.
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Shen: Blade, just sit tight.
Blade: I don't do that very well.
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Shen: I'll tell ya one thing, no vamps are coming in here with UV lights flooding the place. (the UV lights go down) Now we're screwed.
Blade: Not while we're still breathing!
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Chase: (to Shen) Your boyfriend's dead. Guess you'll have to do.
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Blade: (points a shotgun in Shen's face) Are you infected?
Shen: No!
Blade: You wearing a wire or some shit like that?
Shen: Not unless they shoved it up my ass when I wasn't looking!
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Chase: Sounds to me like another job I'll be required to finish.
Krista: (sighs) Just get this one done first.
Chase: So, that's it? You came all this way just to say that? Do you roll over, too? Catch a ball?
Krista: You know, Chase, you and I don't have to be like this.
Chase: Too late, darling. Now run along, daddy will want you to fetch his slippers.
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Shen: Anyone ever tell you you're a cynical son of a bitch?
Blade: Every God damned day.
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Blade: I should've let them kill you, Van Sciver!
Marcus: It's nice to meet you, too, Blade.
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Krista: (to Chase after throwing her onto the wall) Who belongs to who now, bitch?!
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Shen: Anyone ever tell you you're an optimistic son of a bitch?
Blade: Every God damned day.
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Marcus: (to Krista) Now, I have a question for you. How long have you been working for Blade?!
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