Integra: What do you think you’re doing, kid?
Who are you? Where did you come from? Why do you want the Staff of the Master of Monster? How do you even know about it? Take the questions one at a time. And get that gun out of my face.
Laura: You’re mocking me…
Do you think I won’t fire?
Integra (thinking): Alucard . . . work with me here.
Laura: Give me the staff, or I’ll shoot you and find it myself.
Integra: Go on and try.