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Previously, on "Blade"...

He was born a different
kind of vampire.

He has all of their strengths,
and none of their weaknesses.

Except for the thirst.

He lives off a synthetic serum.

Did Marcus change you?

My husband did.

And lived to regret it.

Now, Krista, it's time
for your first kill.

Dispatch, I need
an ambulance ASAP.

Did you say ambulance?

It's a little late for that, sweetheart.

The print belongs
to a fellow out of Detroit.

Brian Boone, 5'10", 190 pounds.

Oh, and he just happens to be
one of Detroit's finest.

He's a cop?

I'm out here treating the symptom.

And yeah, you're going after
the disease, no doubt about it.

- What's your point?
- There might be another approach.

Not for me.

What did they give to Fritz
to make him immune?

- It's call Aurora.
- What is?

Some kind of vaccine.
Marcus made it.

No, someone made it for him.

Everything's come back.

Amniocentesis tested
negative for AFP.

No blood disorders,
no neural tube defects

and no abnormalities
on the sonogram.

- So our baby's fine?
- He's perfectly normal.

Dr. Vonner!

Where's the doctor?

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh no!

There's a dead end.

I suggest you get his files
and get out of there.

No time for that.

Send me his home address.

Van Sciver's people are probably
cleaning it out right now.

So you think this baby doctor
thing was just a front?

Or the reason Marcus
recruited him for Aurora.

If you believe
this guy's press...

he was a miracle worker.

Looks like he worked
one for Marcus.

Every vampire needs
a familiar with skills.

Yeah.
I make the weapons.

And I use 'em.
That's the arrangement.

No shit.
I thought we were dating.

Blade?

Blade!

- Nailed his ass.
- Damn straight.

Son of a bitch.

Chain him up.

Can I get you
anything else?

Nuh-uh, I'm done.

All right, you can pay at the register
when you're ready.

You play soccer?

- Evening.
- Hey.

Well, there's a dead end.

Every vampire needs
a familiar with skills.

Yeah, I make
the weapons...

And I use 'em.
That's the arrangement.

No shit.
I thought we were dating.

"Little Man."

Nailed his ass.

Damn straight.

We have Aurora.

We know it works.

You were going
to kill Dr. Vonner anyway.

Blade just saved you
the trouble.

At the moment,
I have different troubles.

Those shipments were
your responsibility.

And so is Boone.
I'll take care of him.

No.

You and Krista
will, together.

I don't need her.

Boone was Krista's
first turn.

There's a connection between
them that can be exploited.

Marcus.

Not the House of Leichen.

Shortest distance
between Boone and Krista

is through that
shared experience.

I'll find Boone another way.
He left a trail.

That ends in the middle
of Kansas!

I don't have time
to humor your sordid past.

Find Boone, and use Krista.

What?!

Charlotte's calling.

Tell her we'll
find Boone.

I'm going to tell her
you already have.

Hey.

Blade.

Blade!

Carlyle?

I'm here to negotiate
for your release. You okay?

Shut up
and start negotiating.

Things need killing.

Well, that's just it.

I'm negotiating with you.
I'm with them. This was my idea.

Then I'll be
killing you too.

A little help.

Heard you halfway
down the hall.

Gaining a little weight?

Time to clean up your mess.

Boone.

He's loose,
and complicating matters.

That's impossible.
I killed him.

You turned him.
To kill him you'd have to drain him.

Being an amateur,
you didn't.

Now you're going to see
how the other half lives.

Other half of what?

Us.
Pack a bag.

- We're flying to Oregon.
- What's in Oregon?

The House of Leichen.

And they know
where Boone is?

No. You do.

Leichen's just going
to dig it out.

Wait a minute.

You mind telling me
what I'm walking into?

Sweetheart, walking in
isn't the problem.

I bet you're wondering
why you're here.

I told you there was another way
to fight the war.

You weren't always
the man you are now.

You still need
a little redemption...

with the help of
a few old friends.

Go ahead.
Say hello.

Remember him?

Remember your childhood?

Little Man.

Steppin' Razor.

It's been a while.

What you going by now,
Little Man?

Blade?

You got a deep rep.

You big, bro.

Not too big though.

Welcome home, Little Man.

Blade?

Hello?

Blade's gone.

Taken off the street
by four masked vampires.

Now, what would
you know about that?

- Shen...
- Where is he?

- Marcus didn't do it.
- Bullshit.

You come here
to finish things off?

You don't believe me?
Shoot.

What are you
doing here?

- Boone's alive.
- The cop?

- He's turned.
- No shit.

- That's what happens when a vampire...
- Shut up

and get the gun
out of my face.

Boone's going around
killing people,

and Chase and I have been
ordered to eliminate him.

Shen, I don't know
what happened to Blade.

Okay. I got to torch
this place and go.

Wait a minute.
You're leaving?

That's the protocol.

Well, what happens to me?

We all got problems.

Shen, what do you know
about the House of Leichen?

Leichen vampires
have sworn off killing.

They drink cloned blood.

I'm going there
to find Boone.

- He's there?
- No.

Then why?
Oh, wow.

What?

You can't go, Krista.

They have this ritual.
You ever heard of a sweat lodge?

A Native American thing
where you see visions?

What? They want me
to see Boone?

That's the idea,
except there's no sweat.

Just lots of blood.

How much blood?

You can't do it.

If it'll stop Boone,
I'm doing it.

Hey.

Good luck with Blade.

I've got serum.

You're going to need more.

And, after it's done,

inject it... all of it...
first chance you get.

Okay. Thanks.

Good luck to you too.

Blade? Blade!

Nailed his ass.

- Damn straight.
- What is that?

The last transmission.

Rewind it.

I can hear them.

- It's static.
- Shen, I can hear them.

I thought we were dating.

It's taken out of context.

Shh!

Blade? Blade!

Nailed his ass.

Damn straight.

What?

They're still talking.
Play it again.

Nailed his ass.

Damn straight.

- He ain't so bad.
- He ain't so bad.

- He used to be.
- He used to be.

But he's no
Bad Blood anymore.

But he's no
Bad Blood anymore.

Bad Blood?

Bad Blood.

I guess you're
pretty thirsty by now.

Probably want to
get back on that serum of yours.

Yeah, I know
about that.

And I know what you
did on the streets

after your father left.
Before Whistler found you.

Such bad things
to these poor boys.

They weren't exactly
Boy Scouts.

But they took you in
off the street,

and you took their souls
for it, you took their lives.

Cue the violins.

Because they were
turned by you,

they've been rejected
by every House,

forced to live
on their own

to do horrible things
just to survive.

I can fix that.

I've gotten through to them.

They want to stop feeding,
stop killing.

They just need
your serum to do it.

They don't
want my serum.

They want me.

And now that they've got me,

you're nothing
but their next meal.

You're a real
bleeding heart here.

Can't believe how much
you've changed, Little Man.

I wish I could tell you
that it's not too late,

that you could come back,

be a brother again.

But we got plans
need executing.

Let me guess:

I'm the plan.

Yeah. You're going
to help us, Little Man.

You're going
to change our lives.

- You Agent Collins?
- You Detective Gibbs?

- I am. You ready?
- Yeah.

- How long were you and Boone partners?
- About two years.

But the last six months,
he was more of a solo act.

- Took a lot of personal time.
- Any idea why?

We stopped talking.
I mean, about anything

other than the number
of girls he was banging.

Pretty long list, if you
believed the stories.

Did you?

There was a lot
of detail.

Any talk of personal
problems?

Where he might have gone
if things got bad?

Like a beach in Bali
or something?

No. He talked about
the future a lot.

You know, what it would
be like to live in it

- like hundreds of years from now.
- What, like science fiction?

No. Not really.

More like
an extended vacation.

- Hmm.
- Yeah. I didn't get it either.

- You need a key?
- Yeah, got one?

He speak German?

Only thing I ever saw
him read was a menu,

and he couldn't
pronounce half of it.

You recognize this?

What's Armaya?

Look at you.

Playing vampire cop.

You won't think I'm playing

when I send your ass up
in smoke.

Yeah.

There's that look,
like you're trying to tell me

you're going to kill me.

Who taught you
that look?

You were a kid,

lost and scared,

with no place
and nobody.

Scrawny-ass little
blood-sucker.

You fed. You killed.

Some you turned.

Do you remember that night
you turned us?

Bolt was joining up.

I was giving him his tats.

I was just wiping the fresh blood off
the back of his neck.

You must have tasted it
in the air.

That's what
brought you to us,

- back when we were just kids.
- I was just a kid too.

No, that night
you were a killer.

You walked right into
this place here...

all shaking and crying
and saying you was hungry.

We offered you
shelter and food.

We reached out
to help you.

You bit us for it.

You turned us
into addicts,

gave us the thirst,

that pain so deep inside
that it never goes away.

Oh, yeah, you got the thirst
right now, don't you?

That's what
you gave us.

But we ran with it.

And you ran with us.

Hell...

you were proud
to wear our mark

and live under
our protection.

But you were smarter
than the others.

Different.
A brother.

I'd have done anything
for you, Little Man.

And I did.

I killed a lot of people.

You were killers
way before I ever met you.

And that's what we'll be
when this is over.

It's how we survive.

Damn,

you really don't know
what you did to us

after you left.

You remember that night
Whistler came knocking?

That old man killed Brick

and Cutter before he
dragged you away.

We thought he'd ashed
your sorry ass.

About a decade later,

we started hearing rumors

about this vampire killer
named Blade.

Big, bad, scary mother

with tattoos crawling up
the back of his neck.

Sunlight don't bother him.

Guess Whistler gave you
a different thirst,

a thirst for killing
us addicts.

Addicts that you
turned us into.

When you got your new rep
as a daywalker,

all the Houses
started ashing

every vampire
you ever turned,

everyone that comes
from your bloodline.

The Bad Bloods had
to go underground,

hide like goddamn rats,

while you traveled
all over the world.

But you're home now.

Hell, you even still dress
like a Bad Blood...

with the coat
and the glasses.

You've still got our mark.

But the toys
are new.

Rev says that without
your serum,

you can't see straight.

Every minute that goes past,
you're more like us,

feel the thirst like us,

hurt like us,

bleed like us.

I want to keep you alive.

I need you alive.

Nothing can ever change
what happened.

No.

Nothing can.

But you can help us,
Little Man.

You can help us live out
our whole long lives

a whole lot better.

See, we're tired of hiding.

We want what
we gave you... a home.

Wherever you build it...

I'm going to burn it down.

Little Man still thinks
he's going to be a hero.

He's crazy, but it's good
to have a dream.

Reality is always better,

especially when you've got
an ace in the hole.

Give me that.

- You get something for that.
- I'll get it.

You just make sure
you save me some.

Hello, Chase.
Pleasure to see you again.

Save it, Doc.

And you must be Krista.
I'm Dr. Berganza.

We're absolutely delighted
to have you here.

Everything's been prepared.

Let's go, ladies.
We have a lot to do.

If you'd like to leave your bags here,
somebody will collect them.

It's not often that we get visitors
from other Houses.

For the most part,
they seem to stay away.

Possibly because
you're all bat shit.

If that assessment eases
your discomfort in some way,

then by all means, you stick to it
for as long as you require.

The dialysis machines
are downstairs.

The what?

It's an essential step
in the processing.

We keep things
very clean here.

Yes, because according
to the freaks, we're dirty girls.

Our blood
must be cleansed.

Apparently
it reeks of death.

It does.

Well, hello, Chase.

And how's life
with Marcus?

Never a dull moment.

How nice for you.

Are you going
to introduce me?

Krista, meet Frederick...

my ex-husband.

Well, you've certainly
got ambition.

Well, you've got
to start somewhere.

Yes, yes, you do.

Although you, unfortunately,
started with Blade.

- What does that mean?
- It means he turned you.

And now I hear you
and your Lost Boys

are looking for a home?

We just want in.

I'll be blunt.

My superiors will not
allow street scum

tainted by the blood
of the Daywalker in the House of Chthon.

We do not adopt
polluted strays.

You might try
the House of Saqqara.

They're less particular.

Yeah.

About that Daywalker...

And...

this means what to me?

It means that I can
deliver you Blade,

wrapped up
and ready to die.

And for this gift

you want keys
to my front door?

I think your superiors
will make an exception.

What do you think?

I think you like risk.

If the payoff's worth it.

Sometimes you have
to take things to get things.

I'm sure you've
taken plenty,

things your superiors
know nothing about.

And you plan on taking
more, don't you?

A lot more.

It's how men
like you and me

get the respect
that we deserve.

Oh, is that what you're doing?

Getting respect?

I'm giving you Blade.

Are you going
to kill him or not?

Welcome.

Now where do I find him?

Jermaine Turner?

You got the wrong guy.

Hmm.

In case you're thirsty.

Who are you?

It doesn't matter.

After this, you'll never
see me again.

What?

Back in the '70s,
you used to be a member

of a street gang
called the Bad Bloods.

After you were shot,

what happened
to the rest of the gang?

They disappeared.

They all died.

How did they die?

Little Man.

Little Man?
Who's?

So I won't find their bodies
in the cemetery, will I?

Now you listen to me.

If you got anybody
that cares about you,

that loves you
or depends on you for living,

you'll stop
asking questions

and stop looking for whatever
it is you're looking for.

'Cause if you find it,

you'll wish to God
you didn't.

You see, it's because somebody
depends on me for living,

that thing I'm looking for,
I'm gonna find it.

And that thing is
whatever you sons of bitches

called a home.

Now tell me where
I can find the Bad Bloods.

How long is this gonna take?

That's up to you.

Listen to me,
this isn't magic.

There's no pentagrams
and chanting and incense burning.

When we kill...

which you've done or you wouldn't
be here... energy's released.

Which takes you into an
after-death experience.

- Been there.
- So has Boone.

Because of you.
You're connected.

Now because of your new
metabolic chemistry,

your senses have
been retuned,

calibrated higher.

What we do here is simply
turn up the dial even more.

If we can turn it
high enough,

you can pick up the energy
of your first kill.

You'll be able to find
him wherever he is.

Now here's the rough part.

You're going to come out
of this incredibly thirsty.

You must be careful

not to drink
too much blood too fast.

Or what?

Or Boone's energy
will take root in your soul,

and whoever you were
will be gone forever.

I'm already gone.

Whoever you were
is still very strong in you.

I can see that.

And you'd better be careful,
because Chase can see it too.

Now don't worry,

I'll be your guide.

I've had some experience
in this.

With Chase?

You turned her?

Yes.

Sorry to break this up,

but can we please
get this over with?

Let's find your
problem child, shall we?

You got us into this,
Little Man,

but you'll get us out.

Marcus Van Sciver

assures me of that.

Got one last thing
to do before we...

turn you over
to our new family, Blade.

Gonna take those
tattoos back.

Gonna cut that skin
clean off.

That's it, Little Man.

Scream for me.

I got him!

I used to be like you.

I used to be his friend.

But he screws them all over.

Everyone he touches,
he hurts.

Mostly,
he just touches vampires.

And yeah... it hurts.

Son of a...

Another time, Little Man.

So much for the Cosby Kids.

I swear to God, if you say
thank you, I'm quitting.

Just give me a minute.

- Where's Krista?
- Well, that's a story.

Funny.

Collins, it's me, Gibbs.

Brought you those files
you asked for...

all of Boone's open cases.

Do me a favor,
don't tell my captain.

- I only want the last three months.
- And that's all you got.

What can I say?
Detroit's a dangerous place to live.

Runaways...

prostitutes...

low-level pushers.

Boone's specialty...
I guess you could say he had a soft spot

for the lowest of the low.
Lost souls.

- What about this one?
- What's the name?

Starr.
Zachary Starr.

Single GSW to the head,
no viable suspects?

Yeah, that's one of
Boone's special projects.

- He have a lot of those?
- Yeah.

Cases that were never closed?

What about the soldier?

I assume Boone
wanted to screw her.

- Did he?
- I don't know. She went missing.

If she turns up,
you can ask her.

If she's still alive.

- Next time on "Blade"...
- What did you see?

- I know... I know...
- Boone's next stop

- is a small town in Louisiana.
- Just kill him and come home.

She's pregnant,
but the question is... with what?

I believe we may
have a problem with Marcus.

Dust 'em all!

Boone!

You stay away from me!