Blade1998

Whistler:
Frost took her. Listen to me. The disk. We decoded it. Frost is tryin' to trigger a f***in' vampire apocalypse. There's some kind of... vampire god he's trying to resurrect.

Blade:
La Magra.

Whistler:
You're the key. He needs your blood. The blood of the Daywalker. You're the chosen one. Listen to me, Blade. You can't go after him.

Blade:
Bullshit.

Whistler:
If Frost gets his hands on you, it's all over. There'll be armies of the motherfuckers. [Blade wipes one of his wounds] Sh*t. You're going to have to finish me off. Don't want me comin' back.

Blade:
We can treat the wounds.

Whistler:
It's too far gone. You know that. Give me your gun.

Blade:
No.

Whistler:
Give me the goddamn gun. [Blade reluctantly hands him the gun] Now walk away, you stupid son of a b*tch. [Blade doesn't move] Walk the f*** away.

[Blade walks away. A gunshot is heard as he does]