All language subtitles for Blade.The.Series.S01E12.720p.WEBRiP.x264-TOPKEK

(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]