Bloodrayne 2

Rayne:
You saw the blades, what did you think was going to happen?

minion:
[Gets arm cut off by Rayne's blade attack] Aahhh!

Rayne:
Don't worry, they do wonders with prosthetics these days.

Rayne:
[while staggering from multiple blows] And then I realized, I'm getting my ass kicked here!

Rayne:
Woof. Now there is a distinctive aroma.

Severin:
Can you identify it?

Rayne:
Well, if I had to pick something that smelled like an 'Unraveller', this would be the one.

Rayne:
Ye Gods. I think I've found the Unraveller's playroom.

Severin:
Everything you hoped for?

Rayne:
Oh, for sure. I know I say this all the time, but it's a real shame you're missing this one.

Rayne:
[the Unraveller tears someone apart] Woah. Unraveller is not just a funny nickname. Damn.

minion:
The Master-I mean, Mr. Zerenski, would prefer that all the guests remain downstairs, madam.

Rayne:
The Master can blow me, monkey-suit.

Rayne:
Please, but something... stronger. I never drink, Wine.

Rayne:
[Crashing through window] Ugh. That's my favourite sound. Severin. What the Hell Just happened?

Xerx:
What just happened to you my dear, was me.

Xerx:
[after hearing Rayne out] You don't know me? Why I am Xerx... Grand Inquisitor!

Rayne:
Severin?

Severin:
Yes he's on the list... Your half brother, Xerx is like, three down from the top... don't you ever read anything?

Rayne:
[Cough's] F*** off!

Rayne:
Xerx, baby... Your meat.

minion:
We're looking for a hot, big breasted, red headed Dhampir, it's not like there's thirty of them around here!

Severin:
Good. If they HAVE broken through, that's where it is. If not, get ready to say hi to a whole city's worth of homeless, junkies and hookers.

Rayne:
Heck, I'm always ready for that.

Severin:
Not your style, Rayne, but you'll want to be a little cautious, okay? [Rayne gives him the finger as she starts up a flight of stairs] Oh, that's real nice. BOTH hands on the stair rail, please.

Rayne:
Softball season is looking pretty grim.