tracking their migrations.
They're hard to kill.
They tend to regenerate.
And I'm supposed to believe all this?
You already met Mr. Crispy at the hospital.
What do you think?
So, what do you use, then?
Stakes? Crosses?
Crosses don't do squat.
Some of the legends are true, though.
Vampires are severely allergic to silver.
Feed them garlic and they go into anaphylactic shock.
Then, of course, there's always sunlight...
ultraviolet rays.
I got this sucker running.
You want to give it a try tonight?
It's still heavy.
Well, you're so big.
If you want to live to see another day...
you'll be out of town by nightfall.
So where am I supposed to go?
You've been exposed to them.
One way or another, somebody's going to take you out.
There's a war going on out there.
Blade, myself, a few others...
we've tried to keep it from spilling over onto the streets.
Sometimes, people like yourself get caught in the cross fire.
I have blood samples. I can go to the police.
They own the police.
You have to understand, they're everywhere.
Chances are you've seen them yourself and didn't know it...
on the subway or in a bar.
So that's it?
You guys just patch me up and send me on my way?
Here.
Vampire mace...
silver nitrate, essence of garlic.
You keep your eyes open.
Be careful.
One other thing...
buy yourself a gun.
If you start getting sensitive to daylight...
If you find you're thirsty...
regardless of how much you had to drink...
then I suggest you take that gun and use it on yourself.
Better that than the alternative.
You have been warned before.
These archives are restricted to the members of the house.
You are wasting your time.
It's a dead language.
The ancient texts can never be translated.
You wouldn't even understand them.
Damn it, Frost! I'm talking to you!
Keep your voice down, Gitano.
We're in a library.
You don't need to shout.
What are you up to?
What are you going to do?
What?
You bore me.
Remember what we told you.
You keep your eyes open.
They're everywhere.
But it's daytime!
How you doing?
Hi, there.
I'm sorry. Whoa! Hold on.
Police officer. I'm sorry, OK?
Police officer. I didn't mean to scare you.
The front door was open.
What are you doing in here?
I'm just here on a routine check.
Look, I'm Officer Krieger, 42nd precinct.
You're Karen Jenson, right?
Your coworkers at the hospital...
said that you were kidnapped last night.
Are you OK?
What happened to the other doctor I was with?
Curtis Webb? He died.
Don't worry about that right now, OK?
Why?
Because you're dead, too, you bitch.
Bitch! What is it?
What is this, garlic?
Yeah. He said it would work against vampires.
Vampires?
Who said I was a vampire?
Nobody.
He's a familiar...
a vampire wannabe.
If he's loyal...
and he proves himself, maybe his master will turn him.
Wait a minute. You used me as bait?
Get over it.
Is all that necessary?
That's a glyph...
a vampire cattle brand.
It means that Officer Krieger is somebody's property.
Another vampire tries to bleed this little hooker...
then they have to answer to his owner.
We've been tracking him for a long time.
All right.
Officer Krieger...
you going to be a good little bloodhound, huh?
Tell us what your master's been up to.
Great, now you robbing him. You going to rob me, too?
How do you think we fund this organization?
We're not exactly the March of Dimes.
It's fake.
Looks like our friend here has been blood running.
Hillbarn clinic.
I know this place. It's a blood bank.
Owned by vampires, and there's one in every city.
And they always deliver.
So, where were you taking it?
I don't know what you're talking...
Look, take it easy.
I'm only going to ask you one more time.
Where were you taking it?
Go fuck yourself.
Fuck me? No, you fuck this.
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 pull the trigger.
Wait a minute. I'm coming with you.
You're useless.
I have to stick with you.
It's the only way I'll stay alive long enough...
to find a cure for myself.
There is no cure.
He's not going to come back.
Nobody's that stupid.
When you understand the nature of a thing...
you know what it's capable of.
It's Krieger. I'm at 16-0-0-9.
Get me through.
I got a delivery in progress here...
and I just had a run-in with Blade.
I got to clear out that clinic on Hillhurst now!
Looks like we hit pay dirt.
That's a vampire mark.
It means there's a safe house around here somewhere...
a place they can go with donors coming.
See the valets over there?
They're vampires.
So is the doorman...
and the whore on the corner.
How can you tell?
By the way they move...
the way they smell.
It's like a bad dream.
There are worse things out tonight than vampires.
Like what?
Like me.
OK, vampire anatomy 101.
Crosses and holy 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?
Nope, but I'll damn sure learn quick.
The safety's off, rounds already chambered...
silver hollow point filled with garlic.
You aim for the head or the heart.
Anything else is your ass.
Do you have an invitation?
Kenji!
Where's the entrance?
I can't tell you that, man.
I'm going to ask you one more time.
Where's the entrance?
OK.
It's in the freezer.
Come on, man! I told you!
It's in the fridge!
You give Frost a message from me.
You tell him it's open season on all suckheads.
Some kind of archive.
This must be where they keep most of their records.
Isn't this just a little high-tech?
They've got their claws into everything...
politics, finance, real estate.
They already own half of downtown.
Frost throws a good party.
Yeah...
but where is he?
Come on, baby.
Don't keep everyone waiting.
Deacon, there's someone here to see you.
I got to talk to you, Frost.
I'm sorry. I had to come here.
It's a mistake going to Pearl's.
I know that. Dumb fucking me.
I know you're disappointed.
Am I that transparent?
You want to meet him?
I can get you guys in with him...
because we're tight. We're like brothers.
Fuck.
Aw, fuck. Frost.
I've been telling these bitches all about you.
They've been dying to meet you. They are so psyched.
Bad ass bitches. They...
Frost, it's about Blade.
Aw, he's busy, you know?
Because when he's focused on business...
Frost, this is important.
Blade was waiting for me...
using the girl as bait.
And you were stupid enough to take it.
Shut up, bitch.
I didn't know he was going to be there.
It was a trap, see?
But don't worry about it.
It's no problem. We can still get the girl.
Forget the girl.
- I want Blade. - I know you do.
You hear me, Quinn? I want him alive.
What?
Wait a minute, man.
You want him alive?
What's that smell?
...image carefully, Frost.
You will need 12 purebloods to make the ritual work.
Krieger, is that you?
He's here!
This must be Pearl...
the record keeper.
He's going to kill me! You need me, Frost!
Pearl, you're history.
Have the good grace to die with some fuckin' dignity.
Ruthless bloodsucker.
Congratulations, Blade.
I hear you've been lookin' for me.
- I'm flattered. - It'll pass.
Fuck.
What is that?
That, biscuit boy, is a U.V. Lamp.
We're gonna play a little game of 20 questions.
Depending on how you answer...
you may walk out of here with a tan.
What's that?
That? Oh, it's nothing. It's routine research.
Actually, it's a video game.
That must've hurt.
It's a fragment, a piece of the prophecy!
What prophecy?
Oh, I'm not really sure.
There are so many out...
And there is nothing you can do about it, daywalker!
Is that so?
Well, that's what Frost says.
Then you won't mind me borrowing this, will you?
If he moves, fry him.
What's in here?
Nothing. It's a storeroom. But you're wasting your time.
There's nothing of importance to anyone.
Then you won't mind if I take a peek.
He moved.
What is this?
These are the pages from The Book of Erebus...
the vampire bible.
It contains everything...
their entire history.
La Magra must be one of their legends.
Why is Frost so interested in La Magra?
- Give me your hand. - �Hola, amigo!
Do you remember me?
Give it to him!
Nice one.
Well, well, well.
You took my arm, man.
Remember?
But it's cool.
I got a new one.
Think I'll ever play piano again?
You can slice him, you can dice him...
but the Quinn man just keeps on comin'!
Check it out.
I've got his pigsticker.
You're a fuckup, Crease!
You're just full of surprises...
ain't you, chief?
Stay with me, sweetness...
'cause I'm not finished with you yet.
Ah, looky here.
Silver.
Nice craftsmanship, huh?
Probably cost you a pretty penny.
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.
Actually, if you want to get technical...
I owe you two.
What's so funny, bright eyes?
I'm expecting company.
Catch you fuckers at a bad time?
No! No guns!
Fuckin' this way!
Drop the guns!
I need him!
He wants Blade alive! Go!
You've been listening in the whole time?
Keeping radio contact.
Think I'd let him run loose without a chaperone?
Christ! I'm too old for this.
Somebody get me a goddamn wheelchair.
He can take care of himself.
Jump!
What are you gonna do?
Oh, my God.
What's wrong?
It's dislocated.
Let me help you.