Richard: I have waited decades for my brother’s death. That brat will not snatch Hellsing from me! Walter now knows about the death — he will doubtlessly be back here by tomorrow. We can’t plot in his presence.
Bring her to me. Alive if possible. Dead if necessary.
Alunacard: Do you see?
Integra: What’s going on?? Why am I seeing these images in my glasses?! And how did I end up in this weird outfit, anyway?
Alunacard: What you see is really happening. You are wearing the suit of a Sailor Knight.
Integra: I feel silly.
Alunacard: You have more important things to worry about.
Integra: You’re right. Like not getting killed! Questions can wait.
Staff: Integra Hellsing!
Come with…huh? / She’s not here?
That’s right, sir. Gone.
Richard: Well, search the rest of the house! I’m coming up too — now find her!