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(male narrator) Previously on "Blade.."

Hurts so much, being alone.

You don't have to be, Krista.

[gunshot]

De-tox doesn't work. Our partnership is done.

- Ray, don't do anything crazy. - Come on, we saw the mark.

What, you're gonna do start running or hide from them?

You tell me. You work for 'em.

- A present. - How nice.

- The day walkers. - 'A promise.'

- Marcus, now. Blade, next. - Call the jet.

I wanna be in the air within the hour.

[ominous music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

(Marcus) 'Did you have fun?'

Fun?

Where have you been for the last 36 hours?

I didn't know you were counting.

Your absence is always apparent.

Really? When you're gone, I hardly even notice.

All I'm saying, Krista, is that you were missed.

We spend a night together, and now I'm on your leash.

Of course, not.

- I was just concerned. - Don't be.

About Charlotte.

- What about her? - She intercepted Chase.

Tried to corrupt her.

- And? - Chase's loyalties are with us.

'As they will always be.'

Why would Charlotte make a play now?

- Do you think she knows? - About my plans against them?

- It doesn't matter. - Since when?

Since right about..

...this very moment.

Do you think this will be our world forever?

Or will we, one day, walk in daylight as Marcus promises?

For once, I'm at a loss to know.

So many changes occurring, this Marcus business.

The Conclave approaching.

Yes, and Gonnesse.

Still, part of me has hope.

Odd, isn't it?

Perhaps, it's knowing that Chase is now on our side.

Or perhaps, it's the prize she's promised us.

[ominous music]

[beeping]

Didn't I say it'd be awesome up here?

You didn't say it'd this cold.

Small price to pay, hearin' all this.

I don't hear anything.

Exactly. No cars, no cell phones

no corporate sheep, babbling their corporate bullshit.

Just you and me..

[explosion]

(Scott) 'What the..'

Holy shit!

- Call 911! - We don't have cell phone!

Maybe, someone made it.

Come on!

[theme music]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

- Any luck? - Another dead end.

With a dead vampire, I'm guessing.

Only thing that made it worthwhile.

'You get that list done yet?'

Won't be easier finding places Marcus didn't own property.

Dude's got buildings worldwide.

I mean, I found 90 so far, 22 in North America alone.

We only need to find one.

Where he's gonna massacre the Chthon Pure Bloods.

So you can go watch?

So I can join the party.

Really gettin' close, huh? Big brass ring.

We'll be getting a big brass dick

if we don't find out where it's going down.

Any word on Krista?

Not a peep since she went back to Chthon.

Think she's getting hell for being AWOL too long?

At Chthon, all you get is hell.

[computer beeping]

- What's that? - Company.

Probably just a homeless guy looking for a place to crash.

That's a gun, not a pillow. Let's go wish him good night.

[door creaking]

[ominous music]

You, get up.

Okay.

Easy, put your hands above your head.

Turn around slowly.

Are you Eric Brook..

Wait a minute, you're not Blade!

And you're not that smart!

[dramatic music]

Oh...my God!

What was that?

(Elise) 'Scott, no one could've survive this.'

I don't think I wanna be here anymore.

Elise, stay put, I'll be right back.

No!

[music continues]

Jesus!

Honey, are you, are you okay?

I will be, in a moment.

[growls]

Scott?

Scott?

Ah!

[growling]

Enjoy your nap?

You won't wake up from the next one.

Hey, easy guys, I'm uh..

I'm just someone looking for a few answers.

Just someone?

Alright, I'm a Fed.

Okay, that hurt.

I hate Feds.

He does. They anger him.

Now start talking.

Kind of long story.

You ain't going nowhere.

(Chase) 'So Charlotte is dead?'

Only a hundred years too late.

- And Pure Bloods believe it. - Unanimously.

I've been fielding calls all day.

It's a horrible loss.

A painful day for the vampire nation.

And just what I told them it was, a tragic accident.

Though, I may have planted the tiniest seed.

Could've been an act of retaliation

from the House of Armaya.

Marcus, be careful.

If the board suspects even the slightest thing--

Compared to convincing Charlotte

that I've been her loyal servant all these years

making those idiots think that I'm consumed with grief

will be walking in a park.

- So the Conclave is proceeding? - They're insisting upon it.

The delivery of Aurora would've been Charlotte's wish.

A tribute to her enduring legacy in the House of Chthon.

My only regret... is that I didn't get

to watch the little bitch die

in the same excruciating manner they all will.

So Toronto? What job do I get?

The best one. Unleashing it.

[phone ringing]

Probably more condolences now.

Van Sciver.

No.

No, don't put him on the phone.

I wanna hear his explanation in person in my office tomorrow.

'Problem?'

Renovation on the Conclave site is falling behind.

Bring the architect in for little come to Jesus.

Shall I join the party?

You know, I enjoy helping people meet our Lord.

No, you stay here. Keep us on schedule.

Krista will help me.

Marcus, not her!

You have your job, Chase, so do it.

Your people at the FBI know you found me?

Actually..

I haven't uh, kept them up to speed on my investigation.

'I don't think they'd understand.'

Good.

Now do everybody a favor, and leave.

Leave?

This ain't nothing you wanna get involved in.

You got a ring on your finger. Go back to your family.

- Get the hell out. - I'm staying.

- Not if you plan on living. - Hey, listen to me.

I'm not some asshole off the street. I'm a Federal agent!

We can work together. Take down Van Sciver.

- Nobody's bringing him down. - He's a goddamn killer.

I'm not saying he doesn't deserve it.

But right now, his goals are my goals.

Enemy of my enemy and all that.

Fine, so when you're done with that, then we take him down.

[laughing]

We?

There's no we.

There's me, and there's vampires.

I kill 'em, and they die.

Only way it works.

You want me stopped? Stop me.

Not a problem.

[beeping]

Another incoming.

- Payphone...22nd and Adams. - Gotta be her.

- And? - I'll kill him in a second.

Just answer it.

- Krista? - Yeah, it's me.

Tell me you've found out where the Conclave is at.

Sorry, but Marcus has already started the blood bath.

Do you know a Pure Blood named Charlotte?

- One of Chthon's heavy hitters. - 'Well, not anymore.'

Marcus snuck a bomb onto her jet

blew out of the sky an hour ago.

Hey, one hunter down, five to go.

Where was Charlotte's plane when he took her down?

'Somewhere over north of Michigan.'

Listen, I gotta get back. Just thought you guys should know.

We gotta find that plane.

Blade, those vamps ashed long before they hit the ground.

I'm not looking for them. Just what they had.

Pure Bloods live like ghosts.

Secret lives, always on the move.

Which means, all the information travels with them.

Maybe, even edges to the Conclave.

If it didn't burn up.

'We find the wreckage, and we find out.'

- So get on it. - Okay.

Finding a down plane in the middle of nowhere

could take a couple of hours, or days.

- I'm not exactly the FAA. - You don't need the FAA.

Just the FBI.

Bureau has access to Napster 3.0 for flights.

- Domestic surveillance imaging. - So do it.

- We need that information. - We?

I-I thought there was no we.

Let me guess, unless you're involved.

Where you go, I go.

Forget it.

Good luck finding that plane!

Collins, he barely lets me going anywhere with him

'and this time, I'm going.'

- Dude. - He's staying here.

Track the Conclave from this end.

- You said we'd find it there. - 'I said "maybe."'

It could turn out to be another dead end.

Great. So it's back to printouts and push pens.

Before I do that, I gotta pull a missing jet out of my ass!

'You're wasting time doing that too.'

Answer might just be a few clicks away.

Okay, Collins. Find the goddamn plane.

Alright.

[upbeat music]

Sir?

- You wanted to see me? - Don't I always?

Yeah. Sometimes so much, you come to my room unasked.

Not to be confused with those times I'm invited in.

Let me say again.

I invaded your privacy, and I apologize.

Accepted.

Now, about me invading your privacy.

Well, that was simply something that happened.

Exactly.

- Not to say it was meaningless. - I didn't.

Good. I'd hate to exclude you

from the number of things that have given me pleasure.

Like?

Like your coming to a better understanding of who I am.

And getting to collect on a debt long owned me by Domic.

Hallucinations and murder.

I'm almost touched the game with me ranks so highly.

You know what I mean.

So what's on the menu for today?

Well, despite Charlotte's tragic demise

the leaders of our House have agreed that Aurora

'should be delivered as planned.'

By now, they're prepared to judge the Conclave

from points around the world.

Unfortunately though, the building's restoration

is falling behind schedule.

'I have summoned my architect.'

I was hoping that we could impress upon him

the importance of meeting our deadline.

I'm sure we can.

And it shouldn't take long for me to get up to speed either.

That...would be a terrible mistake.

You don't trust me?

I think, that you and I can spend the next half an hour

more productively.

You didn't answer my question.

I only trust those I know.

So this would be you getting to know me better?

Like I said, you've gotten under my skin.

Allow me the same pleasure.

(Ray) Holy shit.

(Blade) Come on.

So what exactly are we looking for?

Paperwork, laptops. Any kind of information.

(Ray) 'Hey, Blade.'

You find any bodies?

I'm not expecting to.

Charlotte's people would have all been vampires.

- And vampires ash. - Oh.

We got a pretty good hall here.

Take it back and comb through it.

Not just yet.

- What is it? - Blood.

Jesus!

- What, you're a vampire? - Half.

Still happy you came along?

Okay.

'Collins, over here!'

'Jesus! I guess there was a human aboard.'

'Look at their necks.'

'There were fed on.'

Somebody in that plane survived.

How is that possible?

Doesn't matter.

Only thing that matters is finding 'em

and killing 'em.

(Charlotte) 'Faster. It will be light soon.'

Put me down.

Finally, refuge.

Another meal as well.

(Ray) 'So what uh, what language is this?'

(Blades) 'Serdic, vampire mother tongue.'

- You can read it? - Shen can.

The guy who is working for you.

Not working, an arrangement.

He's been looking for a couple of vampires for years.

And then you kill them?

Just find them. Shen gets the honors.

What about the girl who called? Krista?

What about you see how long you can walk

without asking questions?

Sorry. Investigating's the job.

Was.

You got fired from the F.B.I.

On the computer, you typed in the name "Jessica Ellis."

So, unless you had some kind of an operation--

No.

No, I got fired.

I found out my boss was working for Van Sciver and the Bureau.

He had some kind of a... tattoo on his wrist like a-a--

Glyph.

Your bosses are familiar.

That's what you call 'em? Familiars?

I call them targets.

Blade, you and I are more alike than you think.

We both kill monsters.

What do you know about monsters?

More than I'd like.

Year and a half ago, I arrested a spree killer.

Guy didn't have any enemies, he just liked murdering people.

Tracked him down, made the case, locked him up.

His lawyer found a problem with the warrant.

Got him sprung.

While he was awaiting his trial, he took the opportunity to uh..

...break into my house.

He murdered my wife and child.

'Sara and Joan.'

I made sure he didn't make it to the second trial.

[mellow music]

Frank, you are on pancakes.

Okay, when those doors open

I want big smiles, people, big smiles.

Knock it off before I start cracking heads, huh?

Going to the back to get more powdered sugar.

Let's go. Come on.

Looks good.

[music continues]

[ominous music]

[growling]

[growling continues]

Good Lord.

Are you alright?

Sir, can I help you?

Sir, can you hear me?

[music intensifies]

- Nice place. - Hm.

- Li'l quiet, though. - Like a crypt.

Where do you wanna start?

Where they did.

Jesus.

I've seen some things, but--

Closer you get to Charlotte, the worse you're gonna see.

You think she's still here?

It's light out. Nowhere else for her to go.

- Now let's get busy. - Hey, wait, no.

They'll rise again. Exactly why she turned them.

- They're people. - Not anymore.

That's why we send them to their graves now.

[clattering]

- Maybe somebody's still alive. - No. Collins!

Dumbass!

[eerie music]

- Okay, I got this. - Collins.

- Ready? - It's a trap.

It's a school. It could be a kid.

[music continues]

Argh!

[growling]

(Collins) 'Gotta be kidding me.'

[screaming]

[growling]

[groaning]

Come on.

(Tucker) 'This is outrageous.'

Marcus is pissed... because we're behind

so he makes me drop everything and come all the way here

just to keep me waiting?

- Is there a problem, Tucker? - Yes, there is. Your boss.

Who's he in with, Sabine?

Sorry for the delay. Please come in.

- I thought I told you that-- - No one shuts me out.

[groans]

How bad is it?

- Bad. Femoral artery. - Alright. I'm not leaving.

You will, when I boot your ass out.

Blade, half the town's in here, ready to rise.

You told me yourself.

Do you ever leave when someone tells you to?

Look, you go find Charlotte and I'll take care of the rest.

- How? - By being the bait.

I understand why you want the retina scanners on entrances.

I don't get why the entire ventilation system

needs refitting.

- Because I requested it. - But the one in there is fine.

The compressors at 78/50.

The ACH for the duct's already pushing 0.45.

Which is way more than enough.

My guests are reclusive.

I know who your guests are.

I'm busting my ass to accommodate their long lists

of security needs, as well as yours.

The location for the Conclave sight

is a very highly guarded secret.

I get that.

You just need to understand that this is a very old building.

Beautiful, but old. Which means, the preparations take--

Mr. Marfit, this is not a negotiation.

- Who is she? - My associate.

Well, tell your associate, I do not respond to threats.

What do you respond to, Tucker?

- Excuse me? - Is it more money?

Because I'm suddenly getting the distinct impression

I'm being widdled.

You know what, Marcus?

You don't like how I'm doing this job, do it yourself.

- You said what? - You heard me.

I'm hoping I didn't.

What? You're gonna fire me?

Kill me? This close to your big party?

And even if you did, you'd never find someone half as good as me.

There are buildings all over the world that attest to the fact

that we are a hell of a team.

But you must remember that you're not the only one

under a hell of lot of pressure on this job.

And even though I may be just a familiar, but I believe

I've earned the right to not be treated

like a goddamn shoe-shine boy.

You know, Tucker, you're right.

I'm not gonna fire you.

And I'm certainly not going to waste your considerable talent

by killing you.

In fact, I'll make you a promise.

Money is of no object where this project is concerned.

We'll supply you with every additional resource.

Tools, manpower, anything you require.

Thank you.

And if even then, after you've gotten everything you've asked

the location is not completely ready for the Conclave

I promise, I'll render everyone you've ever loved..

...just like this.

You may not be replaceable, but everyone around you, is.

Sabine.

See, you already have a new assistant.

(male #1) 'Don't worry, Mr. Marfit.'

I'll be right behind you every step of the way.

Now, Tucker, do us all a favor. Go back and finish your job.

Thank you.

Dispose of that.

Krista.

I'll do it, as I always have.

Yes, Chase.

As you always have.

[intense music]

And if it doesn't work?

Can you do me a favor? Can you make sure--

Trust me. You won't.

[growling]

[growling continues]

No, I'm safe where I am for the moment.

Send no one until dusk. Make no overt moves.

I want Marcus to enjoy his little illusion of victory

till it's time for him not to enjoy it.

I'll sleep until dark, then we're going.

[footsteps]

[growling]

Come on, you bastards.

That's right. Fresh human blood.

Everybody gets a taste. Come on.

[dramatic music]

(Collins) 'God, I hope this works.'

[explosion]

What was that?

Time's up, Pure Blood.

(Blade) 'Charlotte!'

[growls]

[music continues]

[music continues]

(Collins) 'Hey, Lurch.'

[music continues]

[growling]

- Freeze. - Please don't hurt me.

Those things out there, we were helping out with pancakes.

They got my daddy. I ran in here to hide.

No, you're the uh, no, you're the Pure Blood.

I just wanna find my daddy.

He'll make everything okay.

Alright, honey.

I'll help you find your daddy.

I wanna hear you scream.

[growling]

Scream.

Can you hear me now?

Collins.

[heavy breathing]

Blade, so good to finally meet you.

Wish I could say the same.

Come now. No respect for a long time foe?

Not even a little.

Well, I have respect for you.

That's why I hope you'll entertain my offer.

You in a position to offer anything?

I'll admit, recent events haven't quite gone

as I would have liked.

But now, it's clear.

You and I share a common enemy.

Marcus.

I might even be able to broker a deal

between you and the 12 houses.

Allow me to get to the Conclave

and I'll secure you a place in the family.

'You're half of what we are, Blade.'

I wouldn't even claim that much kinship

with a traitor like Marcus.

(Charlotte) 'Think about it.'

A chance to have a home, to lay down your arms.

We could put your skills to their best use.

Help your many talents flower like never before.

You know, Charlotte, that does sound pretty good.

But this is the only talent.

[Charlotte screams]

- Nice. - Collins, don't worry.

- I'm gonna get you outta here. - No, it's too late.

(Collins) 'But...thanks for letting me do it.'

Do what?

Kill a few monsters.

Now it's your turn.

- Collins, listen, you don't-- - No. No, you promised.

Oh.

Marcus, no.

Yes.

It was hers.

Long ago. Too long.

Doesn't anyone knock in this place?

I knocked. You didn't answer.

- I was in the shower. - For a very long time.

What do you want, Chase?

Only to let you know that I understand.

- Understand? - What he sees in you.

Your beauty.

Your youth.

Even a man truly dead cannot help but notice.

I only wish he could see what I see.

Which is?

Nothing.

I look at you, Krista, and I see absolutely nothing.

Well, maybe not nothing.

I suppose I do see a hollow little girl

playing hollow little games.

The only thing about you of any substance

any real value, is this.

And it isn't even yours.

It is now.

At least, you've finally found the grace

to accept one of the many gifts you've been offered.

Such as?

The gift of this house.

The gift of friendship I've continually extended to you.

The gift of healing.

Is that what this visit's about, Chase? Healing?

Or do you just want your man back?

That's entirely up to you.

But I'd hate to think that in the next few days

when so much change is happening to the house

you didn't have me as your friend

because I know you don't want me as your enemy.

Can I get back to you on that?

Of course.

(Chase) 'Let's just hope time doesn't run out, before you do.'

Tick-tock.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[growls]

(Blade) Next time, on the season finale of "Blade.."

You gotta get out. Marcus. People are coming for you.

Give it up, day-walker.

- What are you doing? - Toying with you.

My final performance.

Poison in place.

(Chase) 'Awaiting your touch.'

I come bearing a magnificent gift.

(Marcus) 'The gift of new dawn for our house.'

[theme music]