— Why can't you just be nice?
— Because the world isn't nice.
Blade: — You're human.
Karl Kounen: — Barely. I'm a lawyer.
Asad: — What happens at sunrise?
Blade: — We hunt.
Asad: — In broad daylight?
Reinhardt: — You gotta be fucking joking.
Abraham Whistler: — You better get you some sunscreen, buttercup.
Chupa: — Listen, shitkicker. You're about one cunt hair away from hillbilly heaven.
Abraham Whistler: — I love it when you talk dirty.