Police found her in the street. Looks like she was bitten.
Some kind of an animal.
WOMAN: Jesus! Her water's broken!
She's going into uterine contractions!
We'll have to do a C-section!
[Heart monitor beeping]
[Baby crying]
[Flat line tone]
What you got down there, little man?
Oh, that's my heat seeker.
I'll bet it is.
Aah!
Ha ha ha!
So, where are we going?
It's a surprise, baby.
Yeah, I like surprises.
Yeah.
DENNIS: Whoo! Oh, my God!
What the fuck are we doing here?
Whoo! Look at all that.
Ha ha ha!
What the fuck is that?
Hey!
[Speaking Slavic language]
What did you just say?
[Techno music playing]
Wow.
Whoo! Hey, what's up?
Unh! Man!
Whoo!
All right.
Ha ha ha!
Yeah.
Whoo!
Ha ha ha!
What's happening?
Unh!
Whoa!
Man.
Fuck.
Fuck. I need a drink.
Ahh!
[Cheering]
No! No!
Aah!
What's wrong, baby?
Aah! Aah!
No! No!
[Growling]
Aah! No!
Ha ha ha!
[Cheering and clapping]
Is that him?
Jesus, that's him.
It's Blade. It's the daywalker.
[Snarling]
Come on, daywalker!
[Screaming]
Aah!
Hey! I'm gonna rip your fucking head off!
Unh!
[Click]
Aah!
That's him! That's him! Get him!
Fuck him up!
We're gonna jack you up. Make him hurt bad.
Whoo!
Yaah!
[Screaming in Slavic language]
Quinn...
I'm getting a little tired of chopping you up.
[Beeps]
Thought I might try fire for a change.
[Speaking Slavic language]
Give my regards to Frost.
[Screaming]
No! Please don't!
[Radio crackles]
Put him out.
Yes, sir. Paramedics.
Got a charred cadaver here for you. Still warm, too.
1, 2,3.
[Sizzling]
Oh, Jesus, that's rank.
Paramedics said he was still screaming
when they found him stapled to a wall.
That's very pretty.
CURTIS: Did you check the chem count?
His blood sugar's 3 times norm,
phosphorus and uric acid are off the charts.
KAREN: You took this off a D.O.A.?
Yeah.
But this doesn't make any sense.
The red blood cells are biconvex,
which is impossible.
Look at the polys. They're binucleated.
OK, Curtis, it's 3.00 in the morning--
This is not a joke.
I've got the body sitting in the morgue right now.
I thought you promised to give me some distance.
I just want you to come down and take a look.
OK. Show me the body.
And I don't want to hear a word about us.
Done. We've had that conversation.
You haven't started on the internal organs yet?
Just a blood sample through the pericardium.
The maxilla looks a little deformed.
There's some odd muscle structure around the canines.
I'm going to start the "Y"
and check the tracheal mucosa.
Let me ask you something.
Honestly...
you ever have second thoughts about us?
[Sighs]
Sometimes.
But then I remember how much of an asshole you were.
Want to cut me some slack here?
You asked for some time off, I gave you some time off.
Look, Curtis--
I'm trying.
It's over.
Yaah!
[Snarling] Aah!
KAREN: Call security!
Aah!
Came back to finish you off.
Get out of my way, you freak!
Freeze!
Motherfucker, are you out of your damn mind?!
Aah! Aah!
Yaah!
[Siren]
Aah!
[Snarling]
Hey, you! Freeze!
Aah!
Freeze!
Hold it right there!
[Gunshot]
Aah! Aah!
My shoulder.
It's dislocated.
Aah!
Uhh!
[Power tool whirring]
[Radio playing rock music]
BLADE: Whistler.
Whistler.
[Turns off machine and radio]
Bringing home strays now?
She's been bitten.
Should've killed her, then.
Yeah, I know.
But I didn't.
You watch her close.
If she starts to turn, you finish her off.
Or I will.
KAREN: Uhh.
She's borderline.
Another hour, she'd be well into the change.
Dr Karen Jenson,
listen close.
I'm going to inject you with Allium sativum--
garlic.
This is going to hurt--a lot.
It was Quinn.
Frost's little errand boy?
You get a lead on him?
No.
Too bad.
Uhh!
Hold her.
[Laboured breathing]
I give her fifty-fifty
if she makes it through the night.
[Radio playing rock music]
Blade...
the daywalker--
still pursuing his ridiculous crusade.
How many died?
We don't have an exact count.
Apparently, he used a lot of silver.
We're having difficulty--
Send in Frost.
Deacon Frost.
You can come in now.
[Sniffs]
[Speaking Slavic language]
These nightclubs of yours are dangerous.
Are they?
They draw needless attention to our kind.
You know our policy.
Your policy, not mine.
GITANO: Our livelihood...
depends on our ability to blend in
and our discretion.
Maybe it's time we forgot about discretion.
We should be ruling the humans,
not running around
making back-alley treaties with them.
For fuck's sake, these people are our food,
not our allies.
You're out of line, Frost.
Am I?
Or maybe I'm just the first to say out loud
what we've all been thinking.
We have existed this way
for thousands of years.
Who are you
to challenge our ways?
You're not even a pureblood.
Like it matters.
I was born a vampire,
as was every other member of this house,
but you, Frost...
you were merely turned.
The world belongs to us,
not the humans.
You know that.
Do we have any other business to discuss?
Well, uh...
there's the matter of our offshore accounts.
We're having difficulty--
And have you made the transfer to the--
Gitano...
you may wake up one day and find yourself extinct.
[Door opens]
You're a week early.
Yeah.
Whistler says I'm building up a resistance to the serum.
Yeah, I figured that might happen.
You take care, all right?
[Mechanical whirring]
WHISTLER: I must be getting soft in my old age,
letting you bring home a stray like that.
It was damn stupid of you.
Might've lucked out, though.
I checked her background.
It turns out she's a haematologist.
She might be useful to us.
I doubt it.
I'm serious.
I took a look at that notebook of hers.
She's onto something.
I had to increase the dose.
It's over 50 milligrams now.
That's getting dangerous.
Just do it,
old man.
Ahh.
Uhh...
[Groaning]
[Laboured breathing]
Wander off the beaten path, Doctor?
Who are you people?
My name's Abraham Whistler.
[Lands silently]
You've met Blade.
So, am I a prisoner here?
[Exhales]
Not at all.
We just had to take certain precautions
before we let you go.
You got to understand,
they're everywhere.
Vampires--
the Hominus nocturna.
We hunt them, you see--
moving from one city to the next
tracking their migrations.
They're hard to kill.
They tend to regenerate.
And I'm supposed to believe all this?
Well, 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.
[Car engine starts]
Sometimes, people like yourself
get caught in the crossfire.
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.
[Music playing at low volume]
You have been warned before.
These archives are restricted
to members of the House of Erebus.
[Scoffs]
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!
Shh.
Keep your voice down, Gitano.
[Turns off music]
We're in a library.
You don't need to shout.
What are you up to, Frost?
[Sighs]
What are you going to do, hmm?
What?
You bore me.
[Turns music back on]
[Sighs]
[Tyres squeal]
Hey!
BLADE: Remember what we told you.
You keep your eyes open.
They're everywhere.
[Tyres squeal]
But it's daytime!
[Elevator bell dings]
How you doing?
[Buzzer sounds]
Hi there. Hey.
I'm sorry. Whoa, whoa!
Whoa. Hold on, hold on, 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-- I'm Officer Krieger,
42nd precinct.
You're Karen Jenson, right?
Yeah.
Your co-workers at the hospital
said that you were kidnapped last night.
Are you OK?
KAREN: What happened to the other doctor I was with?
Curtis Webb?
Um, he died.
No, look,
don't worry about that right now, OK?
Why?
Because you're dead, too, you bitch.
Aah!
Bitch! What is it?
[Sniffs]
[Laughs]
What is this, garlic?
Yeah. He said it would work against vampires.
Vampires?
Who said I was a vampire, huh?
Nobody.
[Groans]
He's a familiar--
a vampire wannabe.
If he's loyal enough
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?
BLADE: 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.
Deacon Frost.
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.
Oh, great, now you're robbing him.
You going to rob me, too?
How do you think that we fund this organization, huh?
We're not exactly the March of Dimes.
It's fake.
Well...
Looks like our friend here has been blood running, huh?
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--aah!
Ooh!
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.
[People screaming]
You better wake up.
The world you live in is just a sugarcoated 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 that 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.
[Car engine starts]
It's Krieger.
I'm at 16-0-0-9.
DISPATCH: Yes?
Get me through.
[Tyres squeal]
KRIEGER: I got a delivery in progress here,
and I just had a run-in with Blade.
I got to clear out that clinic on Hillbarn now!
[Roars]
BLADE: Looks like we hit pay dirt.
That's a vampire mark.
It means that 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.
Psst.
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.
[Speaking Asian language]
Do you have an invitation?
[Speaking Asian language]
[Dance music playing]
[Women rapping in Asian language]
What you got?
Kenji!
[Chef speaking Asian language]
Ohh!
Where's the entrance?
I can't tell you that, man.
Uhh!
I'm going to ask you one more time.
Where's the entrance?
OK. OK.
It's in the freezer.
Come on, man! I told you!
It's in the fridge!
OK.
You give Frost a message from me.
You tell him it's open season on 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.
[Dance music playing]
Frost throws a good party.
WOMAN: Yeah...
but where is he?
Come on, baby.
Don't keep everyone waiting.
MAN: Deacon,
there's someone here to see you.
I got to talk to you, Frost.
KRIEGER: 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?
Yeah.
I can get you guys in with him,
because we're tight. We're like brothers.
Fuck.
Aw, fuck. Frost.
Hey. Yeah.
Deac. Deac.
I've been telling these bitches all about you, man.
They've been dying to meet you.
They are so psyched.
Bad ass bitches. They--
Hi.
Deac?
Frost, it's about Blade.
Aw, he's busy, you know?
Because, like, when he's focused on business...
Look, Frost, this is important.
Blade was waiting for me,
using the girl as bait.
WOMAN: 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.
[Grunting]
Yeah!
[Quinn laughs]
Whoo!
[Grunting]
[Squeaks]
Forget the girl.
I want Blade.
WOMAN: I know you do.
You hear me, Quinn?
I want him alive.
What?
Wait a minute, man.
[Laughs] You want him alive?
KAREN: What's that smell?
HIGH-PITCHED VOICE: ...image carefully, Frost.
You will need 12 purebloods to make the ritual work.
Krieger, is that you?
He--he's here!
He's here!
BLADE: This must be Pearl,
the record keeper.
[Loud flatulence]
He's going to kill me!
You need me, Frost! You need me!
Pearl, you're history.
Have the good grace to die with some fuckin' dignity.
PEARL: Frost.
Ruthless bloodsucker.
Congratulations, Blade.
Frost.
I hear you've been lookin' for me.
I'm flattered.
It'll pass.
Fuck.
[Snap] [Pearl moans]
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?
Oh, that? Oh, it's nothing.
It's routine research. Heh heh.
Actually, it's a video game.
[Shrill screaming]
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--
[Screaming]
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 for a while, will you?
If he moves, fry him.
What's in here?
Nothing. It's a--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.
No!
[Screaming]
[Flesh bubbles]
[Sizzling]
[Whimpering]
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?
Shh!
[Footsteps]
Give me your hand.
Do you remember me?
QUINN: Give it to him!
QUINN: Hey! Hey!
Nice one.
Heh.
Well, well, well.
You took my arm, man.
Remember?
But it's cool.
I got a new one.
[Laughs]
Think I'll ever play piano again?
[All laugh]
You can slice him, you can dice him,
but the Quinn man just keeps on comin'!
Check it out.
I've got his pigsticker.
Ah ha ha ha--
Ohh! Aah!
You're a fuck up, Crease! Ha ha ha ha!
[Snarls]
You're a fuck up!
"l got his pigsticker!"
Ohh.
You're just full of surprises,
isn't you, chief?
[Panting]
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.
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.
Actually, if you want to get technical, Blade...
I owe you two.
[Laughing]
Oh, what's so funny, bright eyes?
I'm expecting company.
[Muffled radio transmission]
Catch you fuckers at a bad time?
No! No guns!
No! No! No!
No! Fuckin' this way!
Drop the guns!
I need him!
He wants Blade alive! Go!
KAREN: You've been listening in the whole time?
Keeping radio contact.
Think I'd let him run loose without a chaperon?