Enrico: I always knew my mission was a holy one. But not until now did I realize just how important I truly am. For you see, I have had a dream.
A dream about destiny.
Timothy: This is neat and all, Father Maxwell, but I was hoping to talk to Heinkel…
Enrico: Heinkel’s getting Yumie. You two can meet up later.
Erin: I don’t speak a word of the language, but I’d buy from them!
Integra: Why does everybody know my name today??
Laura: Well then, Sir Integra…
…you must have the staff of the Master of Monster. Give it to me!
Are you listening?
Integra (thinking): This cannot be happening!
[Act XV – End]
Integra: And as for you–!
You can’t just drop in on people’s heads like that! Who are you?
Integra: Well? Talk, kid!
Laura: You…you must be…Sir Integral Wingates Van Helsing!
“Wait a minute . . . Why haven’t I painfully hit the ground yet?”
Pip (thinking): Un moment…pourquoi est-ce que je n’ai pas touché le sol avec beaucoup de souffrance?
Well, I know you really care about me, so it didn’t seem fair to just let you–
Pip: I love you.
Seras: Yeah, yeah. Let’s get ready to shoot some things.
[To Be Continued…]
…get your face off of my neck or you will be locked in the basement for the next twenty years!
Pip’s hopeful thought: “Maybe, one day…”
Pip: It’s usually me who upsets you with sexy stuff, right? So pretend it was me this time, and hit me, and you’ll feel better, and we can get going.
Imaginary Seras: Oh, Pip…that wouldn’t be right! You really care about me — I can’t just ignore that!
Pip (thinking): Peut-être, un jour…
Integra: What the–?
Pip: Hey, uh…I know you’re upset, okay? And you deserve to be.
But we need you at full strength right now, so…Hit me.
Integra/Alucard (thinking): I think we’re going to get along just fine.