Blade

Karen: "You have a lot of love for him, don't you?"
Blade: "We have a good arrangement. He makes the weapons. I use them."

Karen: "You're one of them, aren't you?"
Blade: "No, I'm something else."

Blade: "OK, Vampire Anatomy 101, crosses and holy water don't do dick so forget what you've seen in the movies. You use a wooden stake, silver or sunlight to kill them. You know how to use one of these?"
Karen: [takes gun] "No, but I'll damn sure learn quick."
Blade: "Safety's off, round's already chambered. Silver hollow-point bullets filled with garlic. You aim for the head or the heart. Anything else, its your ass."

Karen: "Oh, great. Now you're robbing him. You gonna rob me, too?"
Blade: "How do you think that we fund this organization, huh? We're not exactly the March of Dimes."

Whistler: "Frost is trying to trigger a fuckin' vampire apocalypse. There's some kind of vampire God he's trying to resurrect."
Blade: "La Magra."
Whistler: "You're the key. He needs your blood. The blood of the day walker. You're the chosen one."

Karen: "How'd you get that scar, Deacon? A born vampire would have the power to regenerate from birth. You must've gotten scarred before you were turned. Isn't that right? Vampires like you aren't a species. You're just infected, a virus, a sexually transmitted dis..."
Frost: "I'll tell you what we are, sister! We're the top of the fucking food chain. The Blood god's coming and after tonight, you people are fucking history. He's a hurricane. An act of God. Anyone caught in his path will instantly be turned. Everyone you've ever known... everyone you've ever fucking loved... it won't matter who's pureblood and who's not. How you gonna cure the whole fucking world? Hm? And Blade's blood is the key."

Pearl: "La Magra is coming! The Spirits of the Twelve will awaken the Blood God! And there is nothing you can do about it, Daywalker!"
Blade: "Is that so?"
Pearl: "Well, that's what Frost says."

Blade: "There are worse things out tonight than vampires."
Karen: "Like what?"
Blade: "Like me."