Blade: Trinity Quotes

Danica Talos: Enough! It's not funny anymore!
Hannibal King: No, it's not, you horse-humping bitch! But it will be a few seconds from now. See, that tickle that you're feeling in the back of your throat right now?
[Asher, Jarko, and Danica start coughing]
Hannibal King: That's atomized colloidal silver. It's being pumped

through the building's air conditioning system, you cock-juggling thundercunt!
[Jarko and Asher cough harder]
Hannibal King: Which means the fat lady should be singing, right... about... now!
[pause where nothing happens]
Hannibal King: Heh, this is awkward.
[still nothing]
Hannibal King: Do you have a

cell phone?

Jarko Grimwood: [about his vampire Pomeranian] Precious, isn't he?
Hannibal King: Well, that depends who you ask. Because clearly, this dog has a bigger dick than you.
Jarko Grimwood: And when the fuck did you see my dick, fuck-face?
[he kicks Hannibal in the face]
Hannibal King: Ow!
[points at

Danica]
Hannibal King: I was talking to her!

Danica Talos: [licking one of Hannibal's wounds] You're tasting a little bland, lover. Are you getting enough fatty acids in your diet? Have you tried lake trout? Mackerel?
Hannibal King: How about you take a sugar-frosted fuck off the end of my dick?
Danica Talos: And how about everyone here not saying the word "dick" anymore? It

provokes my envy.

Hannibal King: [after watching Blade casually kill a familiar] You know, at some point, you, uh, you might wanna consider sitting down with somebody. You know, have a little share time? Kick back. Get in touch with your inner child, that sorta thing. Also, just a thought, but you might wanna consider blinking once in a while.
[Blade stops and slowly turns to look at

Hannibal]
Hannibal King: I'm sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.

Dracula: [looks from a building] Look at them down there, scurrying around like insects. They don't know anything about honor or living by the sword. Not like you and I do. Do you think they could ever grasp what it means to be immortal?
Blade: You're not immortal. I musta heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim. Each one of them has tasted the

end of my sword.
Dracula: Perhaps I will too, then. But I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you fall before *mine*.

[Jarko punches King]
Hannibal King: Ooh, gonna be sorry you did that.
Asher Talos: Why? Nobody's coming for you, King-shit.
Hannibal King: Sure they are.
[in pain]
Hannibal King: God! See, one of the things you fuckheads need to know about us Nightstalkers is that when you join our club, you get

all sorts of groovy little door prizes, and one of them is this nifty little tracking node surgically implanted in your body.
[all laugh]
Jarko Grimwood: Bullshit.
Hannibal King: Yeah. See, when one of us goes missing, the others, they just dial up the satellite... which is in space. And then presto. Instant cavalry.
[Asher claps]

Hannibal King: You like that, huh? Go fuck your sister.