Nocturna

Theodore:
If only I could get into her coffin!

Dracula:
If I'm a alive, what am I doing here? But on the other hand, if I'm dead, why do I have to wee-wee?

Dracula:
I don't even have my own fangs anymore. But in the old days, in my time of youth, I had magnificent fangs. All the ladies would say I was hung like a walrus!

Jimmy:
Nocturna? What sort of name is that?

Nocturna:
It's an old Transylvanian name. It means, uh, "of the night."

Nocturna:
When I hear music, I become transformed, I become exhilarated! As a matter of fact, at those times my reflection can be seen in mirrors.

Jugulia:
The quality of blood in all of the big cities has deteriorated. Oh, it's due to pollution and drugs... and preservatives! Some of us are even considering coming out of the coffin, as it were, and becoming politically active. Vampire power!

Jugulia:
You just have a seat. I'll slip into something a little less dressy.

Theodore:
Please don't!

Dracula:
A vampire crying? You're a disgrace!

Theodore:
As long as there is death, there is hope!