Blade: Trinity Page #20

Drake tosses the infant at Blade. Blade twists around to

catch it, scooping it safely up. But when he looks back --

-- Drake is gone.

KING (O.S.)

Sh*t!

INT. VANCE INSTITUTE - VANCE'S OFFICE - DAY

CLOSE ON King being propped up against the wall by Abigail.

Blade has joined them. King is in terrible pain.

KING:

Jesus, it hurts. I wanna be a vampire

again -- f***! Did you see that guy?!

We're gonna lose, man. We're gonna

f***ing lose.

Abigail ignores King, cuts open his shirt. She removes a

small aerosol cannister from her belt.

BLADE:

What's that?

ABIGAIL:

Fibrin sealant foam, it's an elastic

protein. Help me spread the wound open.

The foam should seal the hemorrhaging in

his body cavity from within --

Together they spread the wound apart. King is really hurting,

breathing hard as he tries to fight back the pain.

KING:

Hey, hey -- what'd the one lesbian

vampire say to the other?

ABIGAIL:

Shut up, King.

KING:

-- see you in twenty-eight days --

King's voice trails off as he passes out. Abigail triggers

the dispenser, spraying a jet of compressed foam into it. The

foam condenses, sealing the wound up.

INT. NIGHTSTALKERS HEADQUARTERS - DAY

Blade and Abigail enter the HQ, hauling King between them.

Dex and Hedges rush to meet them, relieving them of King.

Exhausted and covered in blood, Abigail retires to her

quarters, stripping off her clothes.

INT. NIGHTSTALKERS' HEADQUARTERS - SHOWERS - DAY

Abigail stands beneath (he showerhead, turning her face up

into the scalding spray, rinsing the blood from her body.

CLOSE ON the drain by her feet, BLOOD swirling down it.

INT. NIGHTSTALKERS HEADQUARTERS - INFIRMARY - DAY

King drowses on a cot. His shirt is off and his chest has

been bandaged. He opens his eyes, SEES Blade above him.

KING:

Hey, Blade -- say we're successful. Say

we wipe the vampires out. What happens

then? You ever ask yourself that?

(weakly)

Somehow I don't picture you parked on a

porch with a jigsaw puzzle.

King drifts back into unconsciousness again, leaving Blade

left to ponder his words.

INT. NIGHTSTALKERS HEADQUARTERS - LABORATORY AREA - DAY

Later, Sommerfield and Hedges consult with Blade and Abigail.

HEDGES:

So basically we're in an arms race.

They're using Drake's DNA to build

themselves a better vampire --

BLADE:

(noddin)

-- and we need his blood to kill them.

(to Sommerfield)

How's this weapon of yours coming along?

SODDERFIELD:

We're almost there --

She gestures to a series of ampule-like prototypes. (We'll

see the completed version of this device later on.)

SOMMERFIELD:

The virus is harmless to humans. So we

decided to go after the vampires' food

source. The one thing we know for sure

about vampires is that they have to drink

blood.

If we manage to pull this off, we'll be

able to contaminate every blood source on

the planet. They won't have anyone left

to feed on.

ABIGAIL:

Doesn't do us any good if we don't have

time to finish it. We can't just sit

here. We need to take the battle to them.

Sommerfield lowers her head, thinking.

SOMMERFIELD:

If the vampires are trying to isolate the

hereditary factor in Drake that makes him

immune to sunlight, they'll require

certain kinds of laboratory equipment and

provisions. For instance, there's an

enzyme called Taq Polymerase. And there

are only a limited number of suppliers.

(beat)

Give me a few hours. I'll see if I can't

hunt us up some leads.

CUT TO:

EXT. PHOENIX TOWERS - PENTHOUSE - NIGHT

Moving towards the mirrored windows we hear LABORED BREATHING.

INT. PHOENIX TOWERS - DRAKE'S QUARTERS - NIGHT

CLOSE ON hands clasped together -- a man and a woman's.

CLOSE ON Danica' s face, covered in sweat, in the throes of

passion. She looks up, eyes glazed --

PULL BACK to reveal Drake, propped above her, thrusting away.

Danica has her limbs wrapped around Drake, holding on for dear

life. Both are awash in moonlight.

The two of them climax. Drake withdraws, studying Danica.

She's naked but for the tiny silver crucifix she wears around

her neck. Drake nudges the crucifix with his finger.

DRAKE:

Why do you wear that -- symbol?

DANICA:

(defensive)

Old habits --

She sits up, draping a sheet over her.

DANICA:

I was a good Catholic school girlOnce.

Drake nods, his thoughts distant.

DRAKE:

I was there when they crucified him. He

died -- for their sins, not mine.

DANICA:

(playful1y)

And what are your sins? Would you care

to confess them?

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