BloodRayne: The Third Reich Page #4

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We let our guard down!

We should have f***ing

had her!

We missed her, Nathaniel!

It happens in war!

People die!

Don't you lecture me

on the price of this war...

and on human lives, vampire!

And do not you lecture me

on undead vermin...

that I've hunted

all my life!

Emotions run high,

and they should.

But unless the lieutenant

was playing games,

I suggest we get

to the rail depot...

before the train leaves

with your Magda...

and those Nazi fucks

gain more ground.

The three of us and six men?

We have one shot at this,

you know.

Then let's make it

unforgettable.

How many have I cut down?

How many of the unholy

have I slaughtered?

I have stained the centuries

with their blood.

Now the creatures of the dark

have emerged...

from the shadows,

Now they walk among us,

And take their victims

on a whim... Magda.

The innocent are pulled

into the dark abyss...

by the wretched,

and the cycle of bloodshed

continues through the ages.

When will we finally

comprehend our inhumanity?

As we gaze across

our battlefields,

flush with corpses and heavy

with the spoils of war,

Can we ever hope to realize

that which we have lost?

The unholy lurch through

the countryside...

in search of their prey.

Perhaps our salvation,

our peace,

lies only in bloodshed.

For it is all

they have ever know.

It is all that I have ever known.

I am the hunter.

Agh!

Stemper?

Agh!

There is no train.

There must be something

going on inside.

Magda! Thank god!

Stop!

Come with me.

I feel so much stronger now.

It isn't human.

Come with me.

It's me... Magda.

Kill her.

Kill her!

There's nobody else.

Is there anything there?

End-To-End and back again.

That doesn't make any sense.

Why post guards

on an empty factory?

Unless... Magda wasn't

the only vampire created!

Nathaniel!

Aghhh!

Shoot the window!

Shoot the window!

Such a prize.

Bind her limbs!

Take her to my laboratory.

And you my dear boy.

What shall I do with you?

Come on, hurry.

Get that stuff up here.

Move, move!

Be sure you're following the road.

Okay. Okay.

Come on, faster.

Hey, carefully.

Okay.

I've decided to take you

with me to Berlin.

Maybe I'll get your picture

in the paper.

"Leader of the resistance, hanged".

Don't worry,

we have an abundance

of information...

about where your forces

have gathered.

We'll travel unfettered.

We may even get lucky,

And the Fhrer

shall see you hanged.

You, are an amazing specimen.

A true discovery.

I've drained you

for almost an hour.

You produce blood almost

as fast as I extract it.

Alexander Fleming had

his penicillium fungi,

I have this.

Soon, I will infuse our Fhrer

with your blood.

Then we will see

what we get.

I doubt it will help

his small dick complex.

I will not let you mock

my efforts!

I have all I need

from you.

Even a Dhamphir

cannot survive a beheading.

No no no...

I will keep you

for exhibit.

Untie me,

if you really want to dance.

Agh!

Some other time Dhamphir.

For now, I'm content

with only dinner.

My god.

Such power...

Strength...

I'm going to enjoy

killing you immensely.

Doctor!

I want her agreeable

for travelling.

It's time to meet Hitler, Dhamphir.

There's just ten of us now.

Unfortunately,

we've got only one of these.

If they reach the pass,

they reach Berlin.

But that means more Nazi's

and Hitler himself.

Beyond the ridge and down

the second peak.

We cut them off

before the pass.

The dynamite is planted?

Where will your best shot be

from Natalia?

I'll be right there.

It is high ground,

well concealed,

I'll get a perfect view.

It'll be a great shot.

Then we detonate

from over there.

Let's go, good luck.

Agh!

Go, go, go!

You okay?

Yeah.

Agh!

Agh!

Wait!

What are you doing?!

No!

No-No-No-No,

that is for the Fhrer!

Heil Hitler.

Oh no!

See you in Berlin.

Agh!

Ha!

Agh!

Aghhhhh!

You Bolshevik swine.

Agh!

Ahghh!

I am the prodigal son

of the third reich!

I am power incarnate!

Agh!

Motherf***er!

It... It'll be all right I'm...

I'm fine.

Let's get him

in the truck!

It's done.

We've got more work to do.

What is it?!

Sir, it's a truck.

I see for myself.

Go open it!

Guten tag, motherfuckers!

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