Sometimes I wonder whether I have any real intelligence or if I just have enough random bits of surface knowledge to bullshit my way through most things.
- Van Helsing, to Dracula: And so you would play your brains against mine. You would think to frustrate me in my designs! You know now, and they know in part already, and will know in full before long, what it is to cross my path.
- Jack: Hey, that's kinda like what he said to Mina when he attacked!
- Van Helsing: I know. It's called a "cruel irony", like my dependence on you.