Rasputin Quotes

John Myers: He doesn't want me with him. I know that much. He respects Clay, not me.
Professor Trevor 'Broom' Bruttenholm: You're doing fine.
John Myers: No, I'm not. Look, I'm really sorry, but I'm not your guy.
Professor Trevor 'Broom' Bruttenholm: I'm dying, Agent Myers. Like any father, I worry about him.

[pauses]
Professor Trevor 'Broom' Bruttenholm: In medieval stories, there is often a young knight who is inexperienced, but pure of heart.
John Myers: Oh, come on. I am not pure of heart.
Abe Sapien: Yes, you are.
Professor Trevor 'Broom' Bruttenholm: Rasputin is back for him. What I'm asking of

you is to have the courage to stand by him when I am gone. He was born a demon; we can't change that. But you will help him, in essence, to become a man.

Grigori Rasputin: Open the final lock.
[Hellboy moves to insert his stone hand into the second lock]
John Myers: Remember who you are!
[Meyers throws Professor Bruttenholm's rosary at Hellboy. He pauses]
Grigori Rasputin: Believe me, I have lived long enough to know! Not a tear will be shed for this world!

John Myers: You have a choice! Your father gave you that!
Grigori Rasputin: No, you don't! There is no choice! Now, open it! DO IT!
[Hellboy tears his horns off]
Grigori Rasputin: What have you done?
Hellboy: I CHOSE.
[stabs Rasputin with his horns]
Grigori Rasputin: You

will never understand what kind of power you have.
Hellboy: I guess I'll have to find some way to live with that.

Czar Nicholas: [upon Rasputin crashing the celebration] How dare you return to the palace!
Rasputin: But... I am your confident.
Czar Nicholas: Confidant? Ha! You are a traitor! Get out!
Rasputin: You think you can banish the great Rasputin?
[He holds up his reliquary]
Rasputin:

By the unholy powers vested in me, I banish you, with a curse!
[Everyone present gasps in horror]
Rasputin: Mark my words: you and your family will die within a fortnight! I will not rest until I see the end of the Romanov line forever!
[Rasputin then uses his reliquary to shoot down the chandelier]

Rasputin: [after his hand detaches from his arm] Look at me! I'm falling apart.
[crying]
Rasputin: I'm a wreck!
Bartok: Actually, considering how long you've been dead, you look pretty good. Sir, you do!
Rasputin: [flattered] Really?
Bartok: Sir, is this the face of a bat who

would lie to you?
[gives Rasputin a cute face]