Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Agritum wrote:Even immortal amoral bloodthirsty vampire lords hate Cockneys.
Integra: Enrico Maxwell? That filthy, slimy, arrogant, Italian piece of sh—[Switches to museum] Maxwell! Oh, it's been far too long.
Maxwell: I agree! You're no longer that little girl I used to know; look at all those lines on your face.
Integra: And look at all the brown on your nose! How is the Pope doing?
Maxwell: Better than your failing church.
Integra: Well, not all of us can exploit illegals.
Maxwell: But you don't waste time making money off of Rupert Murdoch!
Alucard: Honestly, if you're going to have a dick fighting competition with a woman, you must have started out with the world's cruelest handicap. Which I'm sure benefits the nine-year old boy you have chained up in your private Vatican jet. Which was paid for how? Oh, right! Generous donations from your followers to spread the word of God. All over his back.
Queen: Well, well, well. If it isn't Aly. Your skin is still as smooth as the day I felt it on my own.
Alucard: You know it. Reminds me of when I'd keep your bed warm during the Blitz.
Queen: Those were better days. I was younger, beautiful...
Alucard: Ah, shut up you old hag, I'd still wreck you like Diana.
Queen: *soft laughter* Oh, you know exactly what to say to moisten me up.
Sir Penwood: (offscreen) ARGH! I CAN NEVER HAVE SEX AGAIN!