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Deacon Frost:
How you doing, chief? [Blade reaches for his gun] Deacon Frost:
Easy. [pulls in a little girl closer to him] Deacon Frost:
Wouldn't want our little friend here to wind up in the back of a milk carton now, would we? It's nice to finally meet you, man. Had my eye on you for years. I know all about you. Your serum, Whistler. Everything. Blade:
[amused]
Sunblock. Deacon Frost:
Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course, is to be like you - the Daywalker! You got the best of both worlds, don't you? All our strengths... none of our weaknesses. Blade:
Well, maybe I don't see it that way. Deacon Frost:
Oh, so it's back to pretending we're human again? C'mon... spare me the Uncle Tom routine, okay? You can't keep denying what you are, man. You think the humans will ever accept a half-breed like you? They can't. They're afraid of you. And they should be. You're an animal, you're a fuckin' maniac! Look at 'em. They're cattle; pieces of meat. What difference does it make how their world ends? Plague... war... famine. Morality doesn't even enter into it. We're just a function of natural selection, man. The new race. Blade:
Looks like your mascara's running. Deacon Frost:
[wipes a bit of sunblock from his face]
I'm offering you a truce. I want you with us. Blade:
What... do you think I'm stupid? [in vampire language] Blade:
"The Spirits of the Twelve will awaken La Magra." Deacon Frost:
You're familiar with the Blood God. Blade:
Frost... you're nothing to me but another dead vampire. Deacon Frost:
You're an idiot, you know that? I came down here offering you an easy way out and you spit it right back in my fuckin' face! [Blade reaches for his gun again; Frost picks up the little girl by the chin] Deacon Frost:
Careful! Blade:
What do I care? They're nothing but cattle... just like you said. Deacon Frost:
If you wanna take the hard road, be my guest, pal. But I promise you by the time this is over, you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's... [Blade shoots and misses Frost as he throws the little girl and runs]
How you doing, chief? [Blade reaches for his gun] Deacon Frost:
Easy. [pulls in a little girl closer to him] Deacon Frost:
Wouldn't want our little friend here to wind up in the back of a milk carton now, would we? It's nice to finally meet you, man. Had my eye on you for years. I know all about you. Your serum, Whistler. Everything. Blade:
[amused]
Sunblock. Deacon Frost:
Hey, it's a start, right? The goal, of course, is to be like you - the Daywalker! You got the best of both worlds, don't you? All our strengths... none of our weaknesses. Blade:
Well, maybe I don't see it that way. Deacon Frost:
Oh, so it's back to pretending we're human again? C'mon... spare me the Uncle Tom routine, okay? You can't keep denying what you are, man. You think the humans will ever accept a half-breed like you? They can't. They're afraid of you. And they should be. You're an animal, you're a fuckin' maniac! Look at 'em. They're cattle; pieces of meat. What difference does it make how their world ends? Plague... war... famine. Morality doesn't even enter into it. We're just a function of natural selection, man. The new race. Blade:
Looks like your mascara's running. Deacon Frost:
[wipes a bit of sunblock from his face]
I'm offering you a truce. I want you with us. Blade:
What... do you think I'm stupid? [in vampire language] Blade:
"The Spirits of the Twelve will awaken La Magra." Deacon Frost:
You're familiar with the Blood God. Blade:
Frost... you're nothing to me but another dead vampire. Deacon Frost:
You're an idiot, you know that? I came down here offering you an easy way out and you spit it right back in my fuckin' face! [Blade reaches for his gun again; Frost picks up the little girl by the chin] Deacon Frost:
Careful! Blade:
What do I care? They're nothing but cattle... just like you said. Deacon Frost:
If you wanna take the hard road, be my guest, pal. But I promise you by the time this is over, you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's... [Blade shoots and misses Frost as he throws the little girl and runs]
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What do you think I'm stupid
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You're familiar with the Blood God
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You're nothing to me
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but another dead vampire
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You're an idiot You know that
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I came down here offering you an easy way out
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and you spit it right back in my fuckin' face
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Careful
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What do I care
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They're nothing but cattle
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just like you said
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If you wanna take the hard road be my guest
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but I promise you by the time this is over
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you're gonna wish they never cut you from your mother's
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Movie Summary
A half-vampire, half-mortal man becomes a protector of the mortal race, while slaying evil vampires.
Actors
Deacon Frost
Blade
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