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: Now, what's behind Door Number One? Chief Martin Vreede
: I can't tell you. They-they'll kill me. Blade
: Kill you? Motherfucker, I'll kill you! I'll just enjoy it better.
[showing Blade and Abbie the blood-farming facility
] Chief Martin Vreede
: They decided that hunting humans on a piece-meal basis was too inefficient. Why kill your prey when you can keep them alive? Under optimal conditions a donor can generate anywhere from fifty to a hundred pints of blood a year. Abigail Whistler
: But where did you get all these people? Chief Martin Vreede
: The streets. In any given year you've got two to three million homeless people wandering around America. No one cares about them. We're doing the country a service, really. Blade
: [applauds sarcastically
] The vampire Final Solution. Abigail Whistler
: Are they aware? Do they feel anything? Chief Martin Vreede
: They're in a chemically-induced coma. They're brain dead, vegetables.
[Blade seizes Vreede by the collar and slams his face into one of the cells
: Look at this! Is this the future you want? You think there's a place for *you* in their future? Chief Martin Vreede
: We don't have a choice! They're going to win. Can't you see that? He's come back! There's nothing stopping them now. Blade
: [in Vreede's face
] There's me.