Elizabeth Blaine:
Who are you?
Dracula:
Who am I? Gilles de Rais, Vlad Tepes, El Hazarid... Dagobert, Proximus, Uther, Caligula... ah, Iscariot... and so many more I've long forgotten.
Dracula:
So noble what you said to the girl. About the sunlight purging her of evil. But she's too far gone and you know it. You know she will die.
Father Uffizi:
Better by her own hand than mine.
Dracula:
I like that. You're more ruthless than I am.
Kenny:
How much more real does it have to get?
Lowell:
We know he's alive, Kenny. We just don't know what's keeping him alive.
Eric:
Or if that essence can be safely transferred to another person.
Kenny:
I just got through planting my best friend in someone's backyard. Excuse me if I don't give a shit. So unless this essence of yours can bring her back, I just want to get my money and get the hell out of here.
Lowell:
Tanya's dead. It doesn't work on dead cells.
Kenny:
No? How does it work, Lowell? Does it work on diseased cells? Would it work on that? How about cells from some poor palsy piece of shit in a wheelchair who...
[
shouts]
Kenny:
Oh, my God! That's you!
Lowell:
You're missing the big picture here.
Kenny:
Sure. You won't be just sitting there with your Nobel prize, you'll be dancing with it.
Tanya:
Maybe we need virgin blood.
Kenny:
[
rolls eyes] Why?
Tanya:
Didn't Elizabeth Bathory always bathe in virgin blood?
Elizabeth Blaine:
No, no. Because when my blood touched its skin, it reacted.
Kenny:
There goes the virgin theory.
Eric:
[
about to be bitten] Go on. I'll still live forever.
Dracula:
Ah, but will you want to?
[
bites off Eric's face]
[
Elizabeth is taking a blood sample from Dracula]
Dracula:
Erzabet...”oath of God" in Hebrew. Is it not? The noble caretaker of the dead, giving names to the nameless, comfort to the damned, and now taker of blood.
[
Elizabeth is surprised that Dracula has no more blood]
Dracula:
What's wrong, bloodsucker? Did you think my blood would be limitless? Better that you protect what you already have than to seek more where there is none.
Elizabeth Blaine:
[
while watching vampire blood fix diseased human cells] If it replaces the cells it's killed, when do you stop being you?
Kenny:
It won't change who you are. It'll just make you better. Hell, it'll turn you into fuckin' Superman!
Luke:
Or pure refried evil.
Elizabeth Blaine:
Where've you been?
Luke:
[
pulling out bottles of water] Shopping.
Kenny:
You know, evil is just a state of mind, fella. That's all.
Lowell:
He's right, you know. Completely subjective term. Absolutely meaningless in clinical study.
Luke:
Is it? Is this the new you, Lowell? Here's the new you on holy water.
[
Luke pours holy water on Lowell's skin sample soaked with vampire blood and it starts fizzing]
Kenny:
It's acid. You threw fucking acid on it!
[
Luke drinks the holy water]
Kenny:
So, what are you saying?
Luke:
What I'm saying, Kenny, is that that thing out there is a monster. And I'm no better than you, because I'm the one who stole it. But don't pretend it's something else. You know what it is. We all know what it is.
Lowell:
Okay. We all know it's a vampire. Nobody's kidding themselves here. The trick is to separate the diseased vector - the evil, if you will - from the healthy one.
Eric:
Right. Like a vaccine. When you take what makes you sick and you turn it into a cure.
Luke:
We had nothing to do with this!
Father Uffizi:
You had everything to do with this.
[
examines Elizabeth]
Father Uffizi:
You're turning.
Elizabeth Blaine:
[
weakly] Leave me alone.
Father Uffizi:
The infection must have been slight to begin with. There's still a way this can be reversed.
Luke:
How?
Father Uffizi:
Sunlight. Take her into the sunlight. Pray that there is enough of what's human to survive the destruction of what's not.
Luke:
[
helps Elizabeth up] Okay.
Father Uffizi:
The agony will be unimaginable. No matter how strong her will, in the end, she will fight her way back to the dark side. You must not let her.
Dracula:
Don't you wonder, Priest, ever since you stared into the abyss and saw nothing? Don't you want to know the truth before you take my head?
Father Uffizi:
Silence!
Dracula:
I knew him, knew your Christ. Shared his agony. Bore his secrets.
Father Uffizi:
There's nothing you can tell me that I don't already know in my heart.
Dracula:
I knew him better than anybody, better than his own weeping mother. He loved me like a brother. I can show you how it began and how it will end.
[
Dracula forces images of Christ's execution and Iscariot's suicide into Uffizi's mind]
Father Uffizi:
LIES! LIES! LIES!
Cardinal Siqueros:
If what they say about you is true, then you have committed unspeakable acts.
Father Uffizi:
Then God will judge me, not you.
Kenny:
What have we got here? Have you come to give me a whippin, dad? Have I been that bad?
[
charges Uffizi, who strangles him with his whip]
Kenny:
I'm not what you think!
Father Uffizi:
You're exactly what I think.
Kenny:
Do you want my soul, Father? Do you want my soul? Is that it?
Father Uffizi:
No, God gets your soul. I just want your head.
[
decapitates Kenny]
Luke:
Where's Kenny?
Eric:
Dead! Very dead!
Luke:
You killed him?
Eric:
Yes.
[
Luke aims his spear at Eric]
Eric:
No! No, somebody beat me to it. And that same son of a bitch is coming for us!
Luke:
Just one guy?
Eric:
One guy? One guy?
Luke:
Yes!
Eric:
Yes, one guy! And here's the kicker... he's a bloody priest!
Luke:
A priest?
Eric:
Priest from hell!
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