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God?
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A-An Angel!
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Angels!
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A-Angels?
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That's right!
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We are mortal adjutants of the Angel of Death!
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I shall hereby enforce judgment on behalf of the Inquisition!
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The accused: Britain.
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The accused: monsters.
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The sentence: death!
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Death!
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I do pity you, dear sinners.
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However, there will be no forgiveness!
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Die like a withering lotus!
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Float like a butterfly, die like a bee!
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Well, well...
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I never thought...
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that boy was a sleeping lion.
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M-Major.
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Major!
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This is dangerous!
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Please get inside the Zeppelin!
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Doc, is it ready yet?
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Y-Yes.
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It's still highly unstable, but I complied with your request, despite the risks.
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That's outstanding.
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Magnificent, don't you think?
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It truly is a prime battlefield.
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Way to go, Doc.
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Why don't you start making yourself useful, deadbeat?!
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I did!
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I went to Hellsing Manor to check in on Zorin, remember?
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Oh, I see.
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Attention!
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Battalion, deploy anti-ultraviolet radiation equipment.
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Regroup!
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Deploy masks!
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Battalion regroup!
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Secure that area!
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Eyes peeled!
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Eradicate our enemies!
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Target dead ahead!
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Execute them!
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Major, please get inside!
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This ship's light armor won't hold!
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Major... Ma...
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He's playing the song...
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The song of war!
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And there's no one to interrupt his concert now!
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We are but instruments sounding under his baton!
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Sound the music! Roar like an instrument of war!
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No one can stop him!
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I have visual on the enemy leader!
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He's on top of a Zeppelin!
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What the hell is he doing?
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You're the demon that sparked this entire war.
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Major!
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Die!
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Nicely done, Butler.
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I knew half a century ago that you'd join us.
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For this angel of death, the Totenkopf is most fitting!
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Didn't they come to save us?
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Die! Die! Die! Die!
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That's it. Kill them all!
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Little insects!
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Behold our might!
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Behold the power of the Vatican!
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The only good Protestant is a dead Protestant!
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You've betrayed us, Maxwell.
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In war, deception and betrayal are nothing unexpected.
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On the contrary, they deserve commendation.
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Particularly when used against heretics.
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But...
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But this is entirely different.
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I detest it!
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Maxwell, you're out of line.
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You're drunk with authority and domination.
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We, the Iscariots, are solely tools of violence.
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I am nothing but an extension of these deadly bayonets.
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We are no more than divine
intermediaries of God's wrath.
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Maxwell, you no longer worship our Lord!
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You worship only His might!
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Isn't that right, Archbishop Maxwell?!
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Father Anderson.
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We've just received a decree from Archbishop Maxwell.
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Our orders are to immediately detain Hellsing's Commander-in-Chief, Integra Hellsing.
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I don't like it.
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It doesn't matter if you like it or not, Anderson!
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I'll take no part in this!
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Seras!
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Seras Victoria!
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Are you all right, Sir Integra?
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I'll live.
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How's Hellsing HQ?
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We took the brunt of a large-scale assault, which we eventually repelled.
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The HQ, however, is in shambles.
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And Mr. Bernadotte...
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I see.
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Seras, did you feed from Bernadotte?
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Have you become a full-fledged vampire?
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Y-Yes!
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Stand down.
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All of you together wouldn't be able to defeat this girl.
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The vampire, Seras Victoria.
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She descended upon us as dread personified.
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You're right, Father Alexander Anderson.
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I'm not afraid of anything anymore.
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Your eyes show through to the pits of perdition...
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even though your facade projects a pretense of humanity.
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Th-That's...
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He's returned.
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Now it's show time.
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Let chaos reign.
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There's something coming up the Thames.
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What is it?
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A ghost ship.
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We who once stood before the painting of spears held at the ready,
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are reunited once again in a line of lances.
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Germany's Third Reich, Vampire Armed Assault Group, the Last Battalion:
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572 left alive.
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The Vatican's Ninth Airborne Crusade of the Roman Catholic Church:
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2875 left alive.
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The British Empire's Royal Order of Religious Knights:
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Three left alive.
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Thus, as all the actors take to the stage,
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it is time to raise the curtain on the dawn of Walpurgis.
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Master!
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My master, Integra Hellsing!
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Orders!
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Heed my orders, my servant, Vampire Alucard.
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Dye crimson the army in white with your gun of silver!
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Dye vermilion the army in black with your gun of iron!
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Stain each and every one of our foes blood-red!
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Search and destroy.
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Search and destroy!
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Massacre everyone! Don't let anyone escape from this island!
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Roger.
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As you wish, my master.
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Release the restriction system to level 0!
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Return!
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Send hundreds, no, thousands of them to the pits!
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Sing!
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The Bird of the Hermes is my name.
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I devoured my own wings!
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Everyone here can feel the terror.
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So long as this monster remains undefeated, he will terrorize us all!
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That's how I was tamed.
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Here it comes.
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The river rises.
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A river of death!
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The dead dance!
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And all of Hell is singing!
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This... can't be!
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This is impossible!
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This can't be true!
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That is the vampire Alucard's doing.
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Blood is the money of the soul, the currency of life.
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It's simply the means by which lives are traded.
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To drink someone's blood is to take their life for yourself.
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You should understand that now, Seras Victoria.
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Yes.
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Cauldrons...
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An army of Janissaries!
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You've devoured them!
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No wonder you can't die.
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That's why you can't be killed!
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How many lives are in you?
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How many lives have you consumed?!
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Wallachia...
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The royal army...
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You...
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Your own soldiers...
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Your own servants...
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Your own men...
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What are you, monster?!
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The devil! Dracul!
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Dracula!
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Take the defensive!
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Fall back! Defend yourselves!
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What?!
-
What's happening?!
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Death!
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Death is happening!
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Breathtaking!
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Our desire!
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It's wonderful!
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Shoot!
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Shoot them down!
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Fire!
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Shoot!
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Shoot! Shoot!
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The battlefield is total hell down there!
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We keep shooting, but they keep coming!
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The first wave has been destroyed!
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Bishop, we must retreat! Bishop!
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This isn't a battle, it's a massacre!
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D-Don't be foolish!
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I'm an archbishop, not a bishop.
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An archbishop!
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This glass is specially made with reinforced tektite!
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You won't even be able to crack it!
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A-Anderson!
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Anderson!
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As an agent of Iscariot, I must enact divine punishment.
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I will smash your dream without a moment's regret.
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Goodbye, my friend.
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Anderson! Anderson!
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Anderson!
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Save me, Anderson!
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Save me, Father!
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Father!
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Father...
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How did I end up here?
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Am I really about to die alone?!
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No!
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No!
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Am I to leave this world as bereft as I entered it?
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Jesus...
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Father.
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Father Anderson.
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I will become great.
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I will.
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I will become great and look down on all of them.
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You're a fool.
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The most hopeless fool.
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This is Anderson. I am addressing all armed priest divisions.
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Return to the Vatican now.
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The Ninth Crusade, the Reconquista, has been completely annihilated.
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A new dawn rises.
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Wake from your dreams.
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Return to the Vatican now.
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B-But Anderson!
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Your final resting place is not here.
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Go home!
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Protect the Vatican.
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Protect our Holy Father!
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Protect the future of Catholicism.
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I shall defeat him.
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I shall defeat Alucard!
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There is no other option!
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Father!
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Who knows what will happen if you fight him!
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That doesn't matter!
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It has to be now!
-
All of Alucard's restraints have been released.
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The time of reckoning is upon us!
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All the lives he bears have been set free to provide power for his attacks!
-
He's like a castle from which all the soldiers have sallied forth!
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Inside, the lord...
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is alone!
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Even now, he is but a single vampire.
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A single Dracula!
-
I fear this was the insane Battalion Commander's plan all along.
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To sacrifice everything just to kill one man, Alucard!
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A thousand elite SS soldiers, three thousand crusaders,
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one million Englishmen: friend and foe alike.
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And now, my own turn.
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Farewell, gentlemen.
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Maxwell's crying!
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That hopeless fool!
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Even in death, he's a weakling with no self-confidence!
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Farewell.
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May we meet again in Limbo.
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Father!
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Father Anderson!
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Welcome back, Count.
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Good to be back, Countess.
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W-Welcome back, master.
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M-Master grew a mustache?
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A mustache...
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Seras...
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Seras Victoria.
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Magnificent, my old rival.
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We are agents of God.
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Heavenly agents of divine punishment.
-
My mission is to track down all the fools who dare oppose God...
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and slash apart every last piece of meat that holds their bodies together!
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Amen!
-
You've trained your body beyond human limits to put up this much of a fight.
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My enemy, let's see if you can kill me!
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Let's see you drive those bayonets into my heart!
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Just as it was 500 years ago and 100 years ago.
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Let's see you end yet another interlude to my everlasting dream!
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My beloved sworn enemy!
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Ask and ye shall receive!
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Pure Macedonian silver casings with mercury-cored bullets,
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propelled by Marvell's NNA9 gunpowder.
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It has a length of 39 cm, a weight of 16 kg and is chambered for 13 mm explosive ammunition.
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The Jackal!
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It's perfect, Walter!
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Now what?
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What do you plan to do now?
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The monster you seek is right in front of you, Catholic!
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Isn't it your duty to take me down?
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You just need more chances.
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A thousand more?
-
Ten thousand more?
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Or a million? A billion?
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Or maybe one hundred trillion?
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Even if it takes me a tresvigintillion tries, I'll relish each one!
-
We've lost contact with Nordland squad!
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Fight back, morons!
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No response from our air cruisers!
-
The Bürgerbräukeller squad has run out of ammo!
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There's no response!
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Butler, kindly make me some Van Houten cocoa.
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And don't neglect the milk and sugar.
-
London has fallen.
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The crusaders have fallen.
-
The Last Battalion falls now as well.
-
Now only Alucard...
-
and I will be left.
-
My plans are proceeding perfectly.
-
In fact, they're more than perfect.
-
What's wrong, Christian?
-
The monster is right here.
-
That body of yours is taking a lot of damage.
-
Your arm is about to fall off too.
-
What will you do?
-
Are you a dog?
-
Or a man?
-
What about it, vampire?
-
My arm hasn't been torn off yet!
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So shut up and bring it on!
-
Come on!
-
Hurry! Hurry!
-
Wonderful.
-
Humans are so wonderful.
-
Explosive Chain!
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Forward!
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Forward!
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Forward! Forward! Forward!
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Forward! Forward!
-
What a man he is.
-
So much...
-
So much like those men.
-
Come!
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Come, Alexander Anderson!
-
Stand before me.
-
Just like those men...
-
Just like that man!
-
I want to see you standing amidst the remains of my heart!
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Get out of my way!
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You idiots!
-
You fucking idiots!
-
We can't go back to the Vatican like this!
-
If we did, we would no longer be ourselves!
-
Iscariot's Section XIII would be no more!
-
We'd only be worthless meat bags with organs!
-
We've been charged with one purpose: to prevent the world from falling into chaos.
-
Aren't you the one told told us that?
-
Prove to me it wasn't all just the delusions of a fanatic!
-
You fools!
-
Do you even understand what would happen if you died now?
-
We'd be filling Limbo with souls!
-
Very well. Come.
-
We're launching a full assault into Hell.
-
Charge forward like always!
-
What are you, men?!
-
We are soldiers of Iscariot!
-
They all share that common desire for happiness.
-
Countless lives squirm and wither away like the life of one.
-
The more blood spilled, the more desired.
-
Such a cycle will forever repeat itself, resulting in perpetual war.
-
The Catholics fight for the dogma of their "God."
-
The Nazis fight for victory on the battlefield.
-
And then there's Alucard...
-
If you think about it, we all fight for the same thing:
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the revitalization of a dream.
-
Goodbye, my dark brothers.
-
Let's go!
-
Kill them!
-
Amen!
-
Here I go!
-
So you are finally standing before me?
-
Well done.
-
Well done, Iscariot.
-
Bravo, Alexander Anderson!
-
You aren't the only one who carries a murderous weapon.
-
So that's your trump card?
-
The "nail"?
-
The "shroud"?
-
The "grail"?
-
"Longinus"?
-
The last of Rome's long-lost holy artifacts.
-
That's correct.
-
The lingering scent of a miracle...
-
"Helena's nail."
-
Indeed it is!
-
Don't, Anderson!
-
Are you seriously planning to transform your soul into a monster?
-
Into a monster of God?
-
Will you subject yourself to an eternity as an instrument of God's will?
-
It's the same!
-
It's always the same shit!
-
The monster who denies God and the monster who reveres him, are one and the same!
-
Do you know what it would mean to use such a miracle,
-
and become just another relic?
-
You and I...
-
Our battle... has driven us to the very edges of Hell.
-
To become a monster like me...
-
To give up your humanity only shows that you are weak.
-
You'll become the very thing you sought to destroy!
-
Stop it, human.
-
Don't become a monster like me!
-
I'm fine with just my bayonet.
-
A bayonet is all I need to invoke divine retribution.
-
If I am born a storm, so be it.
-
If I am born a menace, so be it.
-
If I am born a dreadful force, so be it.
-
If I am born a heartless, emotionless hurricane, so be it.
-
And if stabbing myself with this is the only way to fullish that wish...
-
then so be it.
-
Y-You...
-
Unforgivable fool!
-
Thorns...
-
The thorns...
-
Anderson...
-
What in God's name happened to you?
-
He has left his human shell behind.
-
The only way to ruin either of us is to gouge these out.
-
These entrails of the heart.
-
Father Anderson!
-
Father!
-
He who is neither human or demon...
-
is neither the dawn nor the dusk.
-
Master!
-
The kind of place that's a perfect example
-
Of sunny, vibrant, human land
-
Wait, check,
-
When in Rome, do as the Romans do
-
Marching to the beat of the same drum for what?
-
Money in the bank, a roof over my head
-
For my vanity, for a shot at fame
-
My stomach's got a boogie-woogie growling sound
-
Sloshing back and forth, sloshing back and forth
-
That worldly look on your face, babe
-
Just makes me want to eat you right up
-
The kind of ghoul's mask that fits in perfectly
-
In crazy, hellish, monster land
-
If he's here, then where are
-
The other three horsemen
-
Swarming on the rotting corpse of society
-
The flies buzz around, the maggots they writhe
-
Wiping my ass with bible pages
-
Your rack is bulging, bouncing back and forth
-
You're dripping wet, caught up in your lust
-
That vapid look you've got on your face, babe
-
You're not seeing me until it's too late
-
That's a mistake you can't get away with
-
Make that mistake and it's the kiss of death
-
That's a mistake you can't get away with
-
Make that mistake and it's the kiss of death
-
It's the kiss of death
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The kiss of death
