Blade II Page #27

Whistler spits blood and glares up at Reinhardt.

WHISTLER:

Been dead before. Didn't much cotton to

it. Tell you what, chicken sh*t. You

do your worst. We'll settle up after.

CUT TO:

INT. CALIBAN INDUSTRIES - EUGENICS CHAMBER - NIGHT

Nyssa stands before the banks of vampire embryos, clearly

troubled. Damaskinos regards her.

DAMASKINOS:

(vampire dialect; subtitled)

My child --

Damaskinos moves in close to her, running a finger along her

throat. She doesn't acknowledge it.

DAMASKINOS (CONT'D)

(in English)

I would hate to think you were losing

your perspective. Who do you think God

favors in the web? The spider or the

fly?

NYSSA:

Nomak said something to Blade in Greek.

Athelfiki singenia ex amato. Where did

he learn that?

DAMASKINOS:

From his father, of course.

NYSSA:

(horrified)

You experimented on your own, son?

Damaskinos slowly tightens his hand around Nyssa's throat.

DAMASKINOS:

I have fathered thousands of children in

centuries since I first walked this

earth. Make no mistake, Nyssa. Those

blood-ties mean nothing to me when

measured against the ascendancy of our

race. Nothing.

(giving her an extra squeeze)

If you have any interest in remaining

alive, you would do well to remember

that.

Damaskinos releases Nyssa. She falls, GASPING for breath.

He stares down at her with disdain, then exits.

CUT TO:

INT. CALIBAN INDUSTRIES - AUTOPSY ROOM - NIGHT

Damaskinos enters, followed by Carter Stevens. The guards

remain posted at the main entrance of the room. Damaskinos

approaches, looking down at Blade.

Blade stares back at him, still defiant, but fighting a

losing battle. He's dying and he knows it. His breathing is

shallow. It's an effort just to keep his eyes open.

DAMASKINOS:

With every century, humans become more

repulsive to me. Once, you were souls

to be taken, corrupted. But you have

disgraced yourselves to being nothing

more than blood and meat.

TWO SURGEONS snap on surgical gloves. Stevens is enjoying

seeing Blade helpless.

STEVENS:

We're going to harvest you, Blade.

(injecting fluid into Blade)

Bone marrow, organs, everything. Your

tissue's too valuable to let go to

waste.

BLADE:

(weakly)

Nomak is still out there.

DAMASKINOS:

True, but thanks to you, we know his

weakness. We can keep him contained.

It's just a matter of time before we

hunt him down.

BLADE:

Too bad you're out of it.

Damaskinos is amused by Blade's seeming lack of concern.

DAMASKINOS:

And why is that?

BLADE:

Revenge. That's what Nomak wanted all

along. To pay back the people who

created him.

STEVENS:

You may be right. Fortunately for us,

he has no idea where this facility is

located.

Blade smiles, laughing tiredly.

BLADE:

He does now.

(off their concerned looks)

He's been watching me since the tunnels.

Following me. I led him right to you.

Blade lifts up his hand, unfurling his previously closed

fist. There is a deep gash in his palms.

BLADE (CONT'D)

Just like a trail of bread crumbs.

Damaskinos stares at Blade's hand, then looks to the floor.

A line of blood droplets lead back to the doors through which

he entered.

CUT TO:

A SERIES OF QUICK SHOTS

Various hallways, the helipad outside Caliban industries,

etc. In rapid succession, we SEE more TRAILS OF BLOOD

DROPLETS. Then, just as quickly, we are back --

INT. CALIBAN INDUSTRIES - AUTOPSY ROOM - NIGHT

With Damaskinos and company. Suddenly, the lights above them

flicker then go out. As emergency lights kick on --

BANG! BANG!BANG!BANG! All eyes turn towards a steel

security door which is shuddering -- bulging and bending

inwards as Nomak throws himself against it.

Damaskinos looks to a bank of security monitors which are

flickering back to life now. We see Nomak's blurred

silhouette from various angles, pummeling the door. Then --

RIPPPPPP!!! A portion of the door is clawed open and we see

a glimpse of Nomak's SNARLING FACE.

NOMAK:

(roaring)

FATHER!

Damaskinos' eyes widen in terror as he stumbles backwards,

activating an ALARM. He looks to the guards, SCREAMING.

DAMASKINOS:

Stop him!

Damaskinos runs for his life, rushing out the opposite door,

quickly followed by Stevens as we --

CUT TO:

INT. CALIBAN INDUSTRIES - CORRIDOR - NIGHT

Nyssa hears the ALARMS and moves into a corridor lit by red,

strobing emergency lights. VAMPIRE GUARDS are rushing past.

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