True Bloodthirst

I'm here to see Grigore. I'm expected.

Go on out the back.

Whoa. Hell of a warm welcome,

making me wait for you outside.

What do you want?

Well, you said if I ever had more.

AB negative. Only one in a hundred.

Is that supposed to

make it taste better?

Rare is always valuable.

Isn't that what the people say?

People say a lot of stupid things.

Thank you.

Don't snort it all at once.

You know, for such a rare blood

type, you have little trouble

obtaining it.

I guess. That's what

makes me your source.

My friends here believe

you are the source.

They can taste that stuff in your blood.

If that's true, why buy the cow when

you can drink the blood for free, hm?

"NIGHTBREAKERS - VAMPIRE NATION"

Today marks the end of the myth.

Our new reality is that

vampires live amongst us.

And I, Constantin Kovaks,

have been named head of the

Department of Human Vampyre Relations

in accordance with our government's wish

to foster a genuine symbiotic situation.

When we reach this historic

scientific conclusion,

the synthetic blood will

allow vampires and humans

to finally live together in peace.

After years of unsuccessful coexistence,

the Romanian government has

made the unilateral decision

to cast all vampires to Sector

Five.

I find it outrageous that this

could happen in this day and age.

We are now not only

subjugating these people,

but quarantining them into what

amounts to a modern day internment camp,

only one with horrific living

conditions. So let me ask you,

how long before Sector Five becomes

an outright concentration camp?

Hey, the sooner the

better if you ask me.

The fact they even refer to these

things as people is frankly offensive.

They're an affront to God

and everything we stand for.

I don't think for one minute

they wouldn't do the same to us

if they had half a chance.

As long as people continue

to think like you do,

there will never be a lasting peace.

Now, I want you to listen

to me, and listen good.

Humans and vampires

will never live in peace.

It goes against the

natural order of things.

Make no mistake, it's us or them.

Which side are you on?

Keep your lD's out.

To the left. lD's out.

Right.

I had it. I just had it.

There a problem?

- Yeah, my ID. I just...

Well, no one gets in without ID.

- I know, I know. I just...

Step out of line, please.

I've got it.

I take your trash twice a

day. I deserve your respect.

No one gets in without ID,

so move along.

I said move along.

Ah, Lieutenant Derricks. You look like

you just spent an hour with my wife.

We've got a situation

developing in Sector 5.

Clearly you do not know my wife.

I meant to say you look terrible.

Yeah, I got that.

- Palinka?

It's not even nine-thirty.

It's synthetic.

- Then what's the point?

Three vampires and one blood dealer

wound up dead last night in Ferentari.

Anyone I know?

No.

Well, then it would seem the

situation has resolved itself.

It looks like they

were ripped to pieces.

This is making me

reconsider my breakfast.

You know,

whatever did this couldn't

have been a normal vamp.

It sure as hell wasn't human.

Last Monday. Last Thursday.

Same M.O., same district.

You're saying there's things

out there worse than vampires?

We only have learned that vampires

exist in the last ten years.

Who knows what else might be out there.

I'll wait.

No, no, come. Detective Derricks,

Lieutenant lnnes-Bunchley.

First from Scotland Yard. I want him

to ride along with you on this one.

Yeah, no.

- What, he's perfectly qualified.

I'm perfectly qualified.

No offense Bumcheese, but I need someone

a little crazier. Someone

who won't flinch at this.

Harker. Give me Harker and his team.

That's... Oh, yes.

Harke r?

Yeah, the Vampirdzhiya. Vampire hunters.

You know, the next

attacks could be on someone

you actually give a damn about.

Sh*t.

Okay. Okay, take the savage.

But you're taking him as well.

Fine.

Alright.

Hey, freaky giant guy.

You're not even that big.

What are you, like

two-eighty? Two-ninety?

Fine. You're probably

more like three-ten.

Anyone ever tell you you talk too much?

Yeah, but I probably wasn't listening.

What was it you were saying about...

Hey.

Well, I'm glad you could join us, John.

Harker. John's my toilet's name.

So what'd you do to

piss off the big guy?

Would you believe it

was over a sandwich?

Vampirdzhiya, right? Am

I pronouncing that right?

Well, I'm Lieutenant Derricks, and

this is Lieutenant lnnes-Bumstead,

and we're here...

What? Sorry, in his what?

It's Bunchley. lnnes-Bunchley.

Anyway, we're here to offer

you a way out of this hell hole.

Call it work release.

We know the Vampirdzhiya

have certain skills.

You want us to hunt vampires.

Not exactly. Something out

there is already doing that.

So what do you want from us, then?

Well, I would like

you to help me stop it.

Why would we want to do that?

Because it's not just blood

suckers that are being killed.

It's because I can get you

transferred back to America.

But mainly, because you're good at

killing things. It's what you do.

My sister, too. Or no deal.

All right?

Told you. Matter of time.

Thank you.

- Don't thank me yet. We done?

Couple of stops we need to make first.

We don't have time for this.

Actually, we do. It won't

be dark for another hour yet.

Which means it's still happy hour.

They got a point, bumbly.

You boys got this, right?

We cannot turn in an expense report

for the nightclub Kama Sutra.

Reckon you owe me that

for the past two years.

What can I get for you guys?

Whatever they want.

Uh, beer. Round. And, um...

So what are we doing here,

Harker? Please tell me

the last member of your fabled

bunch isn't a prostitute.

She's not a prostitute. She's

a dancer. The hours are better.

So, tell me. How's a cop

from the East Coast end up

in Eastern Europe?

Same way most Americans

do. Married a local.

How'd that work out?

Still here.

We definitely can't drink on duty, guys.

You got a lot to learn about

being in Eastern Europe, Bumlick.

Bunchley.

lnnes-Bunchley. - What?

To still being here.

Katya.

You went out for ice cream

and it took you two years to come back?

What can I say? I eat slow.

Champagne Room.

Save my seat.

The Champagne Room?

We can't expense that.

Foreplay.

Nice. I like it.

Two years, Johnny. You couldn't

find a way of letting me know

you were all right? Or even alive?

A vamp could have killed

you in there for all I know.

You keep the vamps

separate, Kat. You know that.

Listen to me. I thought about you.

Not enough to write.

I couldn't write. It might

have lead 'em straight to you.

You had a phone call, Johnny.

Everyone gets a phone call.

Yeah, but how would I

know you were safe after?

So what are you doing here now?

Making sure you are safe. Look,

I know things have been bad.

Bad is what things were

like when you went in.

Things now, they're worse than ever.

I'm stuck here night after night,

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