"Listen, it's like I've told you types 'bout a thousand times now - we know we can't hunt 'round here, alright? We're minding our own business, no reason to hassle the weaklings."
"You mean you ain't here to run us off?"
"Be my guest. But you'd be the first. Most of the time you types just run us off, or in the case of some of the long faces we got gathered around here, kill us on sight."
"Don't know. We all seem to have come down with the same disease - ah, hell, who am I kidding, we're a bad horror show. And we seem to be the runts - the mistakes. You types call us Thin Bloods. . .I say we're all equally screwed."
"We're getting pretty sick of it. Someone citing domain or in the worst cases, hunting us for sport."
"I'm tired of running - we're all tired of running. We may be weak, but odds favor us. Just leave us alone, we'll move on soon enough."
"We look like we're living the high life? We've been bled dry, could say. Findin' it hard to hold down a day job recently."
"Clan? See, I've heard all that before, and I still don't know what the hell anyone's talking about. I'd like to know just what I've become - we'd all like to know just what the hell kind of devil's contract we've apparently signed."
"Damned if I know. I know you don't want to be one. You seem to be in the loop - you tell me."
"I'd just came to town for a surf tourney - seems like years ago, but it's been about six months now. Every night during the finals I used to hit the local diner after the beach parties fizzled out in the A.M. That's where I met her. . ."
"She had a natural beauty, not like all the plastic dolls littering the sand. Her name was Lily. I remember introducing myself - the way she seemed grateful for the company. Well, a few nights after our meeting, we were on the beach alone and. . ."
"She tried to tell me what she was, but I didn't understand. And so, she showed me. I was furious with her when I took it all in. I cursed her and left, never really knowing what I was. I realize now how she must've felt. So, here I am, now, a mystery to myself."
"Hope you have better luck than I did. No one's been particularly friendly to me in this city. Only reason we're in Santa Monica's 'cause we haven't been chased out yet."
"That's what Lily tried to tell me. But what I don't understand are the rules and the terms and the reason some of 'em are at our throats claiming we're harbingers of the apocalypse. That's what I want to know."
"Aye. Most of them just recently arrived in L.A. Got chased off by the Sabbath or some such thing from their home cities. They're more in the dark than I am. They're a good bunch, but. . .they've been through a lot. It's affected them."
"Clinically, yes. But honestly, I don't know. I suppose I'd have moved on by now if I didn't think she'd show up one of these nights. There's a lot I've got left to say to her."
"We'd appreciate it. Oh, 'fore I forget, name's E. The black-haired beauty over there's Rosa. Sees the future, so she says. That nervous bloke is Copper, and the one who can't speak so well's Julius. Kid's gloves with them, they've had it rough."
"Seems no one'll talk about it. . .this all started that night in the diner. . .maybe you could start there."
"Look at the ocean. . .I used to love swimming out into her at the crack of dawn. . ."
"You should try up there, through that chainlink gate. Couple of nasty looking blokes come out there couple a times a night."
"Got me. I reckon it happened a bit before we got here. Lot a viciousness the whole world over. Bound to creep into your backyard sooner or later."
"Find out anything yet?"
"You brought my Lily back. . .she told me all about what happened. I don't know why you helped us, but. . .your blood's worth bottling. I'll never let her go again. Thank you."
"We're going to be getting out of L.A. soon. Too dangerous here - Rosa told us something big's 'bout to happen and I don't want to be here when the Jack comes out of the box. Take that for what you will."
"Evenin'."
"Listen, I know Lily. And if she did that, well, I'm sure the bastard had it coming. We've all done things that aren't our nature- 'specially because of this damned blood. I probably would've done the same thing."
". . .Rack off."
"What, now they're sending the extra uglies to sweep us up?"
"You talkin' about the murders on the pier? Got me. I reckon it happened a bit before we got here. Lot a viciousness the whole world over. Bound to creep into your backyard sooner or later."
"Ya gotta mighty strange way a sayin things, mate. But if you be lookin for those nasty lookin' blokes always stompin' through here, you should try up there through that chainlink gate."
"Be my guest."