Hellsing Ultimate

"Together, you and I will slaughter them all!"

"(while killing Zorin Blitz) "How does it feel having someone fuck with your head!? HOW DOES IT FEEL, YOU BITCH!?""

"I'm not afraid of anything anymore."

"Master, you seem to have grown a mustache."

"It felt like if I drank the blood, it would mean the end of something important inside of me."

"(after defeating The Captain) "He looked like a child. Who just woken up from a pleasant dream. These men... They've been trapped in the same dream since World War II. But tonight, Mr. Bernadotte, I'll wake them up. All of them.""

"They have dared to enter this house, built on blood and honour. I will see them roast in the deepest pits of Hell!"

"(sarcastically) "You cut his head off? Is that all? […] Cut off his head? Pierced his heart? He is nothing like any vampire you’ve ever known. Your tricks won’t kill him. You may be the fruit of the finest anti-vampire technology, but a hundred years of the Hellsing family’s occult knowledge produced this achievement: our crown glory! The vampire Alucard!""

"You did your duty; farewell."

"I really don't care who you are. just tell me what you want."

"You've done nothing but show contempt for our treaties. This latest incident with Anderson in Northern Ireland was inexcusable."

"Don't you dare question my resolve! I have already given you your marching orders, soldier! You will search and destroy! SEARCH AND DESTROY! Any resistance you encounter is to be CRUSHED! Hellsing does not run from our enemies! Kill them all! I order you to leave nothing but bloody stains in your wake!"

"Don't underestimate humanity, you freaks! Come on! Let's have it!"

"You're too loud, Police Girl. I don't care if you are a vampire. You're still English; have some manners."

"I cut my finger. I don't want it to get infected. Kiss it for me."

"Just what I expected from a king of vampires. Or a count."

"I hope you can claim your iron cross from your corporal, in hell."

"Oh dear, I missed...I guess I'm not as spry as I used to be. My name is Walter Dornez, butler to the Hellsing family and former master vampire hunter."

"[quotes Jan Valentine against him] "I highly recommend pissing yourself, followed by a course of praying to your impotent God.""

"Miss Integra, back the car up and find another way around."

"Now then, its time to take these children across my knee."

"I answer to no man's will, but my own. I am myself in mind, body, and soul. I am Walter C. Dornez, the angel of death, and as the dawn light cuts through the darkness, so shall I reap all of your souls in bloody turn."

"You once told me, Alucard, that true immortals don't exist... you might be onto something, so let's put it to the test! Let's keep killing you until you stay down."

"Did you forget who made that gun for you...? That gun was meant to defeat Anderson, and I'm no Anderson."

"[his hands begin to shake erratically during his battle with Alucard] Grh... my body... is starting to give out! I prepared for this... I rebelled knowing this would happen... this was always inevitable."

"We are the evening's entertainment. And I... just wanted to do something with my time on the stage worthy of applause."

"The show is over, Mina. The curtain's falling, we've taken our bows, it's high time we made our exit."

"What was that? Some kind of evil love beam?"

"Now then, let's go and die like mangy dogs. Let's die while yelling "Fuck, Fuck!" as we take gut shots. As we writhe in agony."

"Oh, the iniquity! Damn you, bourgeoisie! Damn you!"

"Face it, this room will be our tomb; the mansion our gravestone; and our gravekeeper will be that cast-iron bitch Integra. And our epitaph? "Here lies the fearsome Wild Geese who kicked beaucoup Nazi ass for queen and crumpets." But they won't write any of that. Because of you it'll say: "Here lies those gutless pussies that died pissing themselves and screaming like schoolgirls. Man the fuck up, bitch! You'll die with honor even if I have to tie you to your damn post! You take the money because you like it, and you fight because you like it and now... you're going to die like a merc and like it!"

"It was never about the money, it was always about the fun."

"Disgusting, no? It's plunder from when they ransacked Europe half a century ago. These bastards shook out whole countries like piggy-banks, taking everything of value. No matter how small. Everything from gold ingots and wads of cash down to pocket watches and gold teeth. The fearsome Schutzstaffel. They think they're Nietzsche's wet dream, but they're just vultures picking at the dead. They're a bunch of misfits who think war is some kind of costume ball. The invincible army? The knights of steel? What a pack of losers."

"My name is Enrico Maxwell. I'm the head of the Iscariot organization; I am honored to meet you."

"I'm here on the direct orders from His Holiness. Otherwise I would not bother with you filthy creatures! So just shut up and pay attention, you miserable English sow!"

"The great vampire Alucard, the Hellsing family's pet creature; I don't believe I've ever seen you in person before. It's a great pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"I think you'll agree that turnabout is fair play...so why don't we make this fight interesting? [snaps fingers] ANDERSON!!!"

"But you did more than help fund the operation, and you were more than a mere pawn. The title more suited to you, my friend, is collaborator."

"The only good Protestant is a dead Protestant!"

"England...is guilty! The heathens...are guilty! You are all now sentenced...to your death! Death! Death! Death! DEATH!"

"I can offer you my pity, but my forgiveness? NEVER! Now prepare to be purged from the earth! Mowed down like grass... CRUSHED LIKE BUGS!!!"

"(watching Alucard releasing his stored souls) "Im...impossible! How can something like that exist?!""

"(as Alucard releases his old army and regains his original vampiric form) "Wallachia's...it can't be! You consumed them! Your own soldiers! Your own subjects! You're a fiend! A monster! A devil! You...DRACULA!""

"First Lieutenant Rip Van Winkle, do you know how Der Freischütz ends? Kaspar, having trifled with the Black Huntsman Zamiel, is whisked away to hell for his sins. His corpse is then thrown into a ravine to be eaten by wolves. Prepare yourself, First Lieutenant, for now, Zamiel comes to collect you."

"And so it came to pass that those who had gathered before a painted line of spears found themselves reunited before the real thing. On one side, a division of panzergrenadier vampires from Germany's Third Reich: the dreaded 572 vampire soldiers of the Last Battalion! On the other side, 2975 knights of the Roman Catholic Vatican Curia: Ninth Airborne Mobile Crusade. In the middle, Her Majesty's Hellsing Organization! Just three of these mighty soldiers remain. All is ready; the players prepare to take the stage, and the curtain rises over this Walpurgis Dawn!"

"By the time they realize their destinies never left my palm, my fist will have already closed in around them."

"Here it comes - I can feel it! A mighty river...a river of death! The dead shall dance...and all of Hell shall sing!"

"[regarding Iscariot] Countless little lives struggling and dying together, like tiny cells making up a great beast struggling towards its own elimination; seeking blood whilst spilling blood; continuously multiplying and receding; fighting with itself without end."

"[Speech regarding Alucard and vampirism] All variables are falling beautifully into place, Doctor. He is rebuilding his castle brick by bloody brick. Sieg gehört jetzt mir. (Victory is mine now.) He wears the guise of a man, but I never thought of him as one. Or even as a vampire, for that matter. He is king and castle both; his dominion - the river Styx, the untold dead he's drowned in it - his subjects. What cost victory? What ploy will leave him in the dust? These questions run through my mind every waking moment. Thoughts of him even invade my dreams leaving me crying out for bloodshed. And now, at long last, our war has dawned... I bring all that I am to this fight - body and soul. But is it enough? How do our arsenals compare? He can change form, summon familiars, bend men to his will and the taste of human blood brings him life anew. And these powers he can call upon as quickly as a man might blink! But I take the stage with nothing. Why, you ask? Because I am a human being. To be a vampire, to taste life eternal and wage war throughout the centuries - what a perfect existence! But that is a bridge too far; I cannot embrace undeath! [Flashback to World War II] Vampirism is brilliant - one can quaff another's soul like a vintage eiswein (ice wine) and steal everything that defines them. [Flashback: Major denies vampirism.] Mein Herz, meine Seele, mein Leben (My heart, my soul, my life) - they belong to me. Sharing one's life with another and they with you - losing the borders of oneself in a great sanguine sea... To gain by losing, what a delicious irony. It is the bliss of acquiesce. It is the bliss of... surrender. And so I say - to hell with you! What's mine, is mine alone! Every hair, every drop of blood... I am me... I am me. I am me! You are ruin made flesh, made beautiful. You are loved, and so I despise you. That is why you are my foe, my dazzling count. You are that most precious thing - a worthy opponent. An arch enemy. A king upon which to wage war! What you call victories are nothing more than the opening salvos of a battle fifty years in the making! [Closeup of Schrödinger] Our decades of preparation they were all for this moment. The last battalion, the ninth crusade, Father Anderson, the faithful Captain and duplicitous Walter - all of them were steps leading to the pyre upon which Alucard will burn! He has no choice but to release his final restriction and set loose his true form. At last he'll stand alone atop the battlements! Would it be Anderson who dispatches him or Walter who carries the day? I think he'll destroy them both! He is less than a man, but also much more. A century ago his reign of terror paralyzed London. Five hundred years ago he held back the Ottoman Empire. If that great river of blood meets his lips - the game is lost. He'll knock aside the chessboard like a petulant child. Life and death - he's cheated them both for centuries! How does one go about slaying such a force of nature? Do you cut through wave after wave of thralls on the battlefield and take his head like one of the Teutonic Knights of old? Nein. (No.) He'll simply summon more of his stolen blood, but that could work in my favor, because my enemy's greatest strength is also his Achilles' heel; tyrants have always been especially susceptible to poison."

"[To Integra Hellsing] Deny it all you want... My humanity is not in question. I still have that one trait that puts us in ascendance, even above the angels. It is my will that drives me. The vampires you were so happy to keep in your employ... without the lifeblood of others to keep them going, they would shamble to a halt... If it’s a monster you want, look no further then Alucard... and this little one [Seras Victoria] playing at immortality... Don’t mention me in the same breath as that fraud... So long as I am propelled forward by my own unadulterated will, I am heir to something Alucard can only steal... Even if I were reduced to nothing more then a brain in a jar, synapses firing in a sea of pure thought... I am human just like you are."