Rogan: There are two kinds of people in this world — those who believe in flying saucers, and those who don't. I've never been one much for believing in anything I couldn't wrap my hands around and shake, but then…up til two weeks ago, I didn't know Eric Cord.
Rogan: When the world isn't the same as our minds believe, then we are in a nightmare. And nothing is worse than a nightmare, except one you can't wake up from.
Eric: Some choice! Either my friend turns into some science fiction monster that I have to shoot, or he's so crazy I have to have him locked up!
Eric: How often does this happen?
Ted: It's real random, there's no kind of schedule or cycle. But it's always preceded by the sign of the pentagram on my palm. And then, I used to do what I could to keep myself locked up, when I knew it was happening……but then I stopped.
Eric: Changing?
Ted: Locking myself up. I didn't want to anymore. Even before I changed, I knew I was going to, and I wanted it.
Eric: What about me, Ted? I've been asleep here nights, you've been growing fangs and hittin' the streets, how come you never attacked me?
Ted: Well, even a rabid dog, in the last stages of its disease, can, maybe, discern its master and keep from attacking him. At least, not until real close to the end. See, I'm no longer in control. I could hurt anyone now. You. Kelly. Anyone. And I'm afraid I won't care.
Ted: It's real random, there's no kind of schedule or cycle. But it's always preceded by the sign of the pentagram on my palm. And then, I used to do what I could to keep myself locked up, when I knew it was happening……but then I stopped.
Eric: Changing?
Ted: Locking myself up. I didn't want to anymore. Even before I changed, I knew I was going to, and I wanted it.
Eric: What about me, Ted? I've been asleep here nights, you've been growing fangs and hittin' the streets, how come you never attacked me?
Ted: Well, even a rabid dog, in the last stages of its disease, can, maybe, discern its master and keep from attacking him. At least, not until real close to the end. See, I'm no longer in control. I could hurt anyone now. You. Kelly. Anyone. And I'm afraid I won't care.
Skorzeny: Why'd you come, boy? *sniffs* You're one of mine, aren't you? *pulls back shirt to expose bite scars* You've met one of mine, didn't you, I can tell.
Eric: Then you know what's happened to me?
Skorzeny: You found me, didn't you? You think I didn't sense you long before you sensed me? Or do you think your instincts are any match for mine? Do you, boy?
Eric: My friend is dead! I killed him!
Skorzeny: Did you now? Did you save your friend from his horrible existence? But not before he brought you into the club, huh?
Eric: I don't want to be like this!
Skorzeny: Then kill yourself. That's the way a werewolf dies. By his own hand, or by a silver bullet, or by another were— *beat* Did you come to kill me? Is that what you did, boy? Oh, but not tonight, you don't, because tonight…we hunt.
Eric: No. No…
Skorzeny: Oh, yes, it's already begun. But don't you know? Because there's no sign, you think not, eh? It'll come, you'll see. I don't need to wait for the sign, I already know the cycle has begun, I can feel it in me, strong! And tonight, we feast, the both of us, on all the unsuspecting, together!
Eric: Then you know what's happened to me?
Skorzeny: You found me, didn't you? You think I didn't sense you long before you sensed me? Or do you think your instincts are any match for mine? Do you, boy?
Eric: My friend is dead! I killed him!
Skorzeny: Did you now? Did you save your friend from his horrible existence? But not before he brought you into the club, huh?
Eric: I don't want to be like this!
Skorzeny: Then kill yourself. That's the way a werewolf dies. By his own hand, or by a silver bullet, or by another were— *beat* Did you come to kill me? Is that what you did, boy? Oh, but not tonight, you don't, because tonight…we hunt.
Eric: No. No…
Skorzeny: Oh, yes, it's already begun. But don't you know? Because there's no sign, you think not, eh? It'll come, you'll see. I don't need to wait for the sign, I already know the cycle has begun, I can feel it in me, strong! And tonight, we feast, the both of us, on all the unsuspecting, together!
Rogan: What's it like when it comes over you? Would you know your own mother? Your parents, if they were alive, could you spare them?
Eric: (softly) I'd like to think so.
Eric: (softly) I'd like to think so.
