Brayker Quotes in Tales from the Crypt: Demon Knight (1995)

Irene: [to Jeryline] You finish cleaning the stove? Or are you too busy shooting the breeze?

Jeryline: Irene, for Christ's sake, I'll finish cleaning it tomorrow.

Irene: Nah, I want it clean tonight. Remind me of that program you're on; it's called work release ain't it.

[turns to speak to others]

Irene: I swear that girl ain't got no goddamn graditude; if I hadn't made a place for her she'd be behind bars... or dead.

Brayker: Lucky kid.

Uncle Willy: [drunk] Boy, listen to that thunder! God's doing some serious thinkin' tonight. I bet he's saying, "On second thought, maybe I shoulda given it all to the monkeys."

Brayker: Maybe it's not too late.

Brayker: [dying] When the stars line up, you'll know what to do. I can't tell you how long - it may be a lifetime, may be several. On that day, you'll fight. And when that night is over, you'll do what I just did. Watch your back, Jeryl, watch your back.

Irene: This is crazy.

Brayker: Deal with it.

Brayker: In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth...

Irene: You're talking Genesis? That beginning?

Brayker: And the Earth was a formless void, and darkness covered the face of the deep. But the darkness wasn't empty. It was full of creatures, full of demons. And they had seven keys, formed into a circle that focused the power of the cosmos into their hands, until God stepped forth and said, "let there be light." And there was light. He scattered the demons, and he scattered the keys all across the universe. Then we fast-forward about two or three million millenia. Now the demons are back. They got six of the keys. And one day they find the seventh key here on earth. And to save it, God filled it with the blood of a carpenter who had been crucified by the Romans, and gave it to a thief named Sirach.

Jeryline: The blood ins... inside? Is that...?

Brayker: Some of it, yeah. It gets used, you see. Sirach had to refill it.

[points to his throat]

Brayker: Bad neck wound, talon caught the eye right here. Most of what's in here now belonged to a soldier named Dickerson, who gave it to me in France, August 23, 1917. Funny how you remember the big dates, isn't it?

Deputy Bob Martel: Jeez. That, uh, that would make you...

Uncle Willie: What happens when you run out of blood?

Brayker: They bring back the darkness.

Uncle Willie: Just like that?

Brayker: Just like that. So... now you know. You feel better?

Brayker: [eating slop] You want some?

Uncle Willy: Hell, no! I'm just thinking about how much better that stuff looked when it was roadkill.