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Renaldo: How far off was that version of the story?
Anderson: Actually, that was entirely accurate.
Renaldo: really?
Anderson: Mmmmmaybe.
Renaldo: Wait a minute. Was it truthful or not?
Anderson: Well, now, that would be telling.
[And, as they say in Cross Fire: eheh, END]
Dark Horse gave Heinkel a German accent in the manga translation. I’m avoiding accents altogether.
Enrico: Okay, all of you, out of my office. Now!
Yumiko: But aren’t you going to finish?
Enrico: That was the finish. There’s nothing more to tell. Now shoo!
Yumiko: Well, that was anticlimactic.
Heinkel: I’ll say.
Enrico: That’s when she stalked off, and…
…
Has everyone in Section XIII come to listen to my story?
Yumiko: Pretty much, yeah. We’re bored…
Integra: You’ve already broken any friendship there could’ve been between us. You wouldn’t let me play in the sandbox with you, just because I’m not a Catholic!
Don’t pretend you forgot, because I definitely haven’t! I won’t go along with your silly pretense of friendship. Now get out of my way!
Enrico (narrating): It took me a while, but at last I gathered my courage — and some dandelions — and followed her.
Enrico (past): Hey…um…Integra?
Renaldo? You offered her a bouquet? How did she respond? Did she accept it?
Enrico (past): That was really cool, the way you took out that vampire, bam, bam, just like that! Anyway, would you like to come play in the sandbox with me? I know you’re a Protestant, but I’ll make an exception…
Enrico (narrating): You were there last time I gave her flowers. Let’s just say she hasn’t changed.
Integra: Oh, shut up!!
Heinkel: You have gone by many names…
Father Anderson…Paladin Anderson…hit man Anderson…Bayonet Anderson…Killing Judge Anderson…Angel Dust Anderson.
And yet, of all these, there is one nickname you have never been given (and for good reason, I see):
“Plumber Anderson.”
Anderson: Just shut up and hand me a wrench.
Enrico: Alex…
Alex!
Anderson: Yeah, ‘Rico?
Enrico: I think I’m in love…
Lord Hellsing: Did we get it?
Enrico’s mother: We got it.
Lord Hellsing: Nice shot, Maxwell.
Enrico’s mother: Same to you, Hellsing.
Integra: [BANG BANG]
Mysterious figures: [BANG BANG]
Vampire: AIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE
[NERF(TM) darts]
[silver bullets]
Vampire (thinking): She can’t have…a gun?!
Integra: Okay, we’ll do this the hard way.
(heh)
DIE, VAMPIRE!
[NERF]