If one wants new blood, office space must be made for the old.

She wants his blood, as it will increase her power.

He wanted blood, all right, but it would have to come from someone else.

If I say so, she's got six men want my blood.

They wanted blood, and would have it before the law arrived.

They wanted blood and victory, not one or the other.

It was 1987 and I didn't want the small investors' blood on my hands.

I want the flesh and blood - the living man.

If they want blood, I can create whatever is required for their machines.

All the room in time and space, but you wanted my blood, eh?