Richter: Die Monster. You do not belong in this world.
Dracula: It was not by my hand I was once again given flesh. I was call upon by... humans, who wish to pay me tribute.
Richter: Tribute? You steal men's souls and make them your slaves!
Dracula: Perhaps the same can be said about all Religions.
Richter: Your words are as empty as your soul. Mankind ill needs a savior such as yourself.
Dracula

Dracula finish his wine.) What is a man? (Dracula tosses his empty wine glass away. The wine glass shatters on the ground) A miserable pile of secrets. For enough talk, have at you. (Richter and Dracula do battle.)