Blade: [pulling the pin out of a UV grenade] You obviously do not know who you are *fucking* with!
Reinhardt: [after Blade beats an entire squad] Hmm. Well, like my daddy said right before he killed my mom, "Want anything done right, you gotta do it yourself."
[he unsheathes Blade's sword]
Reinhardt: He also said...
[he suddenly lunges with the sword. Blade traps it between his hands]
Blade: Can you blush?
[disarms Reinhardt, catches the sword, and slices Reinhardt in half]
Reinhardt: Hey, uh, me and the gang were wondering...
[whispers something with his hand covering his mouth]
Blade: What was that?
[Reinhardt removes his hand and leans in]
Reinhardt: Can you blush?
[as Whistler tries to join Blade in entering the House of Pain]
Whistler: Let's go.
Chupa: You won't pass for one of us. No way.
Whistler: Like I give a shit.
Blade: No, he's right. Why don't you post up on the roof over there? Cover our backs.
Whistler: So the Bloodpack's
callin' the shots now, huh? Great.
Reinhardt: Better curb that dog of yours or we'll do it for you.
[Blade arms the bomb. Reinhardt freezes]
Blade: Keep pushing, asshole.
[disarms bomb]
Eli Damaskinos: It has been said, "Be proud of your enemy and enjoy his success." In that regard, I should thank you.
Blade: For what?
Kounen: Eliminating Deacon Frost. You did us a favor.
Reinhardt: [watching Whistler shine a bright light around a dark tunnel] We're tryin' to attract 'em... not scare 'em off.
Whistler: Yeah, well some of us can't see in the dark, you fucking nipplehead. What am I supposed to do?
Chupa: [slaps Whistler with a pair of night-vision goggles] Bifocals, Grampa. Try to keep up.
Chupa: Let me ask one question... how the hell we gonna find these Reapers?
Blade: We won't have to. They'll come to us.
[Nyssa throws Chupa a spray bottle, looking at it he accidentally sprays some in his face]
Chupa: [coughs] What is this shit?
Nyssa: Pheromones, harvested from the Reapers adrenal
glands. They're gonna key to it.
Reinhardt: They want us to spray on some suckpuppy's nut juice?
[after Blade goads Reinhardt, Reinhardt attacks him. Blade seizes him in an armlock, then plants a miniature explosive device onto the back of his head]
Blade: Now you got an explosive device stuck to the back of your head. Silver Nitrate.
[to the Bloodpack]
Blade: Rigged to go off if anybody tampers with it. I'll have the detonator with me.
[to Reinhardt]
Blade: And you, if you so much as look at me wrong...
[wrenches his arm]
Reinhardt: AH!
Blade: Whew!
[to the Bloodpack]
Blade: From now on, we work as a unit.