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[crickets chirping]

[man panting]

-[root snaps] -[grunts]

-[panting] -[roots snapping]

[groans in pain]

[exhales deeply]

[pants]

[wheezing]

[gentle music playing]

[breathing normally]

[sobbing softly]

[wailing]

[dramatic opening theme music plays]

[music fades]

[Maria grunting softly in pain]

[exhales sharply] I hate that smell.

What is it?

[Tera] It's willow bark. To help with the pain.

I've smelled it so often now, all I associate it with is p-- Ouch!

-Well, hold still. -Are you this rough all the time?

I'm not a nurse.

It's deeper than I thought.

[Annette exhales]

[mysterious music playing]

I've only tried this a couple of times before.

[reciting incantation in Creole]

-Ouch! -And it's only worked once.

I can only do it on flesh wounds.

I've been trying to teach myself bones, but...

It's... You're brilliant.

[woman sobbing]

His wife is saying she intends to keep the head.

I shudder to imagine what she's planning to do with it.

[wailing]

I can't abide tears, Nikolai. Give her my condolences, will you?

Tell her it's a shame, he will be missed, he was a loyal servant...

And he has exquisite taste for soft furnishings.

[chuckles]

I'll tell her I'll find the Belmont boy and bring back his head.

[Drolta chuckles]

She can put it on a platter next to the Marquis'.

[Maria] Mum?

Are you... crying?

No, no. It's just...

[inhales deeply]

I always liked that I could see it from here.

Why?

When I first came to Machecoul 17 years ago, I had nothing.

The townspeople were suspicious of me, a foreigner.

[sighs]

But I've never forgotten how much compassion they showed me at the Abbey.

It felt like a safe place. A holy place.

[wood creaking]

[both] Richter!

[drawer closes]

[rustling]

What are you doing?

Tell me you're not going back to the Abbey.

I don't need you to come with me.

Don't go. Please.

I told Edouard I'd come back for him.

Annette, now's not the time. You're upset.

I'm not upset. I'm furious.

I am too, but we have to wait.

For what?

To regroup. To devise a new plan. For the sun to rise. For Richter.

I don't have time to wait for Richter.

Edouard doesn't have time, he's in chains.

How can I enjoy even one night of peace while he's not free?

When he helped to free me?

Olrox and Drolta are very powerful vampires.

I don't know what they're planning in Machecoul,

but if you go now, it's suicide.

Richter's coming back, and when he does,

we'll find out what we can about Drolta and the night creatures.

We need to understand our enemy to defeat them and save Edouard.

Together.

Maria, you are in my way.

I'll only move if you tell me

you're not going back to the Abbey tonight.

Fine.

Or the Chateau?

Or the Chateau.

-I won't go inside. -Annette!

You're right.

We'll need to understand our enemies to defeat them.

If you're going to spy on them,

be sure to keep out of sight. If Richter was here--

Do you two wait for Richter before you do everything?

He ran away.

Try to forgive him.

Olrox is the vampire who killed his mother.

The dragon that's haunted his nightmares since he was a child.

We all have nightmares.

The first time a slave runs away,

they're branded with this mark on their shoulder.

Second time, they're hamstrung.

Third time, killed.

When I was a girl, I was taught to be frightened of people on our plantation

with this mark on their body.

Troublemakers.

But after I escaped myself, I saw them differently.

The people with this mark, they're the people who know intimately

how much freedom can cost.

They wear it every day.

So I do too.

[wind gusting]

If I'd let my past terrify me,

I'd never be free of it.

[ominous music playing]

-[slash] -[gurgling groan]

-[gasps] -[sinister music playing]

[man gagging]

[gasps]

[panting]

[Drolta] Striking terror in the hearts of children, I see.

I prefer my blood blue.

I'm talking about the Belmont boy.

[Olrox] Oh, him.

Son of an old foe.

The soon-to-be-dead son of an old foe. We're taking care of him.

Maybe you do things differently in the New World,

but over here, we don't feed off the wealthy.

The locals will start to grumble.

My apologies.

I didn't realize how invested you are in keeping the mortals happy.

I try...

in between turning milk sour and stalking the nightmares of villagers.

We're in an uneasy alliance with the humans in this town.

For now.

It disgusts me too.

Making deals with them, feeding on peasants only

in exchange for some influence among the aristocracy,

enduring that man in the Abbey in exchange for his night creatures.

The sun will rise soon. Shouldn't you get back to the Chateau?

Where are you staying?

[chuckles]

There's an inn on the other side.

It's good.

Quiet.

Private?

[chuckles]

I like it here in town.

I like to keep my ear to the ground.

[Annette shuddering]

[Drolta] Not long now.

[Olrox] Before dawn.

I can tell without ever watching.

The instant the sun comes up,

some quality in the air changes.

[Drolta] We all feel it. It's dread.

For a few hours, we're free of it. [inhales]

Imagine total freedom. Never shrinking from light.

I don't waste my time imagining things that will never be.

But it will be, Olrox.

Across Europe, vampires are pledging their allegiance to Erzsebet Bathory.

Will you be next?

I've never been a believer. Of any kind.

Maybe I need to see to believe.

I've heard she is very formidable.

Formidable. Wonderful. A lioness.

Evil trembles before her.

In awe.

We've seen empires rise and fall, Olrox.

Mortals are fickle.

They riot over bread, they flit from one god to another.

I was a priestess of Sekhmet,

the Egyptian goddess of war and vengeance.

I remember the smell of mortal bodies on festival days.

The incense, the fervor of revelers, the feeling of touching the immortal.

And now--

And now those temples are half-buried in dust.

[Drolta] Precisely.

Look at all this.

Human lives are as long as mayflies'.

Their loyalty is just as fleeting.

We endure.

When that Abbey and this town is in ruins, will we still be lurking in the shadows?

Looking for feeble loyalties amongst the mortals

where we hope we may find them?

Let's make a new world, Olrox.

You see, that's another one I've heard before.

-Then let's make it last. -[horse neighs in distance]

[Annette shuddering]

[sighs]

[bats screeching]

[man screams]

[gasps]

[ominous music playing]

[gasps]

[whimpering]

[grunts]

[vampire snarls]

-Run! -[whimpers]

[eerie music playing]

Last time I saw you, you were with that mulatto boy.

Last time I saw you, you were a flying rat.

[sighs]

[growls]

They presented you to me hours after you were born.

Tiny squalling thing, ugly as a newly-hatched chick.

-With a neck like a wishbone. -[groaning]

[Vaublanc] I should have snapped it then.

[grunts]

[Annette grunts]

[panting]

[reciting incantation in Creole]

-[sizzles] -[groans]

I've had years to study you as well.

I haven't forgotten the way you cower before the Christian God.

[Vaublanc grunts]

[gasping]

[grunts]

-[sizzles] -[grunts]

[Annette] That smell?

Burning flesh.

You should know it well.

I know the sound your mother made when she died.

I know the songs you and the other girls used to sing

when you thought everyone was asleep.

I know what your nightmares are made of.

I'm not the one in the cage.

[grunts]

-[crackles] -[grunts]

[screeching]

-[grunts, panting] -[sizzling]

I'm sure you wake up some mornings

with the smell of burnt sugar in the back of your throat

and forget you ever left.

That's because you're not free where it matters.

You're the one with a brand on your forehead.

This is a symbol of loyalty to my mistress.

Erzsebet Bathory.

You're not fit to say her name! How long were you a slave?

Fifteen years? More?

-Born in chains, to a woman in chains. -[birds chirping]

Some people look backwards and forwards, and all they see are slaves.

You, your people, my property.

What's that got to do with Erzsebet?

[pants] She'll restore the world to its natural order.

Immortals, kings, humans,

peasants, slaves.

You.

-How can she do that? -[grunts]

[Annette] She's just a vampire.

[laughs]

Erzsebet is a goddess!

She drank the blood of Sekhmet.

The Egyptian goddess.

Yes.

Sekhmet is the daughter of Ra. A lioness.

Her breath is like the desert wind.

We were told there would be signs. Disorder, slave uprisings, war.

We were told to view these as heralds.

Erzsebet is coming, with all of Sekhmet's power,

to restore all things.

What does that mean?

[inhales] It means you can kill me,

but Erzsebet will never be defeated.

She will come with eternal night.

She will destroy everyone and everything you love.

[birds singing]

-[grunts] -[sizzling]

[groaning]

The sun is rising.

Devouring the darkness.

-[bubbling] -[screaming]

It always does.

[Vaublanc screaming]

-[ethereal music playing] -This is the natural order.

[Vaublanc screaming]

[music fades]

NEITHER GOD NOR MASTER

[people singing in French in distance]

[child sobbing]

It's not fair.

Ah, sweetheart, everyone wants to be Liberty.

Or maybe she could be Equality. Or Fraternity.

You have to be a man to be Fraternity. It means "brotherhood."

[chuckles] "Sisternity," then.

[footsteps approaching]

[girl] Oh, suits you.

Want to join us?

-Your festival, or your revolution? -[chuckles] Both.

You don't need me.

[young woman] We'll need someone to fight for us.

And you look as if you have some fight in you.

Maybe I'm tired of fighting.

[knock at door]

Emmanuel.

[Abbot] Tera, please.

I only came to talk.

Please.

We have nothing to say to you.

Are you... hurt?

[door closes]

I've been turning it over in my mind.

What I saw, and what I know about you.

You told me once that God had called your name.

That he called you to fight evil.

I used to believe that, yes.

And now?

Now, the cornerstones I built my life on are being toppled.

Maybe it's time they were toppled.

Of course, that sounds romantic, like everything you revolutionaries tout.

But once you've razed this country to the ground,

I wonder who will be left to rebuild.

You talk of freedom.

Freedom for whom?

Everybody.

There's a woman in my parish, 82.

She's been hobbling to communion every day of her life,

and now her grandson has forbidden it in the name of reason.

Do you think when she wakes in the night, she'll cry "reason,� "liberty,"

into the dark to banish her terrors?

That's just one woman.

Over 200 priests were massacred in Verdun.

It won't be long before priests are exiled or put under the guillotine.

There is talk of melting down church bells to make cannonballs.

The barbarians are at the gate.

To them, no one will be true enough or loyal enough.

They will drench us all in blood.

-Not if your night creatures do it first! -I'm building an army.

And fighting on the wrong side.

With vampires.

I'm making the alliances I have to for now.

And the sacrifices.

The man I used to know would stare at himself now in disgust.

I've never been sinless, Tera.

There's a long way between sinless and harboring fucking night creatures.

How many times does the entire course of history

come down to the choice of just one man?

Constantine. Charlemagne. Me.

Who knows what further abominations this revolution will bring?

If your God is as powerful as you say, he doesn't need you to fight for him.

You're not doing this for the sake of the Church,

you're doing this for the sake of your own vanity.

[Abbot sighs]

I've often thought about Judas.

Traitor. Turncoat.

But what would have happened if he hadn't done what he did?

Was the whole world saved because of one man's betrayal?

I was a fool to trust you. I wish I never met you.

If you hadn't met me, we wouldn't have Maria.

[sad, ethereal music playing]

You said my father was dead.

[sighs] To protect you.

[door opens]

[door closes]

I promise you, Tera,

I will keep her safe.

[indistinct conversations]

How much for--

[bartender] More than you've got, it looks like.

[sighs] I could pay you back in vampire hunting.

If you can pay me in dishwashing, you'd have a deal.

[people singing in French]

[sighs]

But the man over there says put it on his tab.

Thanks for dinner.

Well, you know what they say about a free dinner.

[hesitantly] Do they say anything?

They say, "Go back to where you came from and don't expect another one."

Or maybe that's just me.

Look, I didn't ask for any favors.

-[door slams open] -[people gasp]

Where the fuck is the old man?

[tense music playing]

Ah, fuck. Another one.

You swore the next time you saw my face in this village, you would kill me.

Here's my face. Give it your best.

[dramatic music playing]

-[whip cracking] -[vampire grunting]

[exciting music playing]

[both grunt]

[groans]

[music fades]

Well, I guess this makes me a man of my word.

It's a good thing I finished that.

If you can pay for your meals in carpentry...

[all cheering]

[people singing in French]

Give me that.

You should've taken better care of it.

I forgot how heavy that thing is.

Too heavy.

[gentle, ethereal music playing]

Hey! Hey!

Who are you?

Aren't you supposed to be clever?

What?

That's what Julia always said.

Who are you?

[man sighs]

I'm Juste.

Juste who?

Juste Belmont.

Your grandfather.

[gasps]

[ethereal music playing]

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