[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]
Blade:
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.
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