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Coming up next, we have brand new young
Dracula, and today the Count has turned

Garside into a vampire -themed hotel.
Imagine that!

Check it out! Bye -bye!

I hope you've enjoyed your stay.

What were you saying, sorry?

All right, then.

Anyway, I imagine that would be quite a
convenient thing to do for a vampire,

because in that way, your guests will
have no idea that you were a blood

-sucking creature of the night. You can
just pounce on them.

It's not funny, Yonko. You made my blood
boil.

Yes, it's dinner time.

I heard somebody mention boiled bloody.

No, no, no, it's not dinner time. You
only pay for bed and breakfast. The

didn't include an evening meal.

Really? I thought I went full board.

Could you look in your magic box of
secrets, please?

It's called a laptop.

Why is all Dracula dangling from our
ceiling?

No, definitely just bed and breakfast.
Sorry.

But I'm sure I paid for the evening meal
itself.

You didn't! Okay.

Keep your teeth in.

Come on.

I

think I

know what's happening here.

You copied the Count's idea and turned
the CBBC office into a hotel for

vampires. Exactly.

Good work.

See you next time. Bye. See you soon.

You're on business, I imagine?

Why do you guys always check out so
late?

Well, they can't check out in the
morning, can they, Chris? Everything's

eh? I'm surprised you know that bigger
word, really.

Never mind.

Time, though, for brand new Young
Dracula.

Oh, come here. I love this show. Let me
watch it with me eyes.

That here.

Family in the old country have turned
their house into a vampire -themed

Well, it's the perfect scam.

They're getting an endless supply of
breathers, and the corpses never

Thank you very much.

Wait a minute.

We could do that here.

No, no, no, no.

We could turn the empty classrooms into
bedrooms, each with their own en -chic

bathroom. Oh, could I book into the
honeymoon suite?

I could wear something old, something
new, something borrowed, and something

blue like the veins on my neck.

Oh, fighty, fighty, fighty.

You'll be doing reception and room
service and laundry, basically.

You'll be doing everything.

Yeah, now I might be trying. All those
in favour of getting caught running an

illegal breather biting hotel and turned
to dust, raise your right hand.

Keeping this empty frown running is
draining me dry.

It's only fair I should do the same to
others.

Don't worry, Dad. When I'm head of the
Vampire High Council, that'll be the

first law that I change.

I'm talking of pure fiction.

Perhaps you could try your hand at
writing the brochure.

I'll have you know that tonight I'll be
attending the Council Networking

Weekend. The first woman ever to be
invited.

Well, somebody's got to pour the dreams.

Hmm.

Why would someone who doesn't own a
computer be carrying a memory stick?

Oh, is that what that is?

I found it in the street, thought it was
pretty.

Oh, so you don't mind that all the
data's been lost now that it's been

the wash?

Why would I care?

Hmm.

I want to see Mum.

Will you help me find her? No, I'd stay
away from her. She'll be trying to steal

money off you like the last time. Not
Magda, my human mum, Sally.

The mother no one is supposed to know
about ever.

End of conversation.

I know you said it'd be dangerous for
her to make contact, but I need to meet

her. Forget about the danger to her.
What about the danger to me?

Do you know what the Vampire High
Council will do if they find out I...

If they find out I had a baby with a
breather... Dad, it's... No, no, no, but

seriously, do you know what they'll do?

I know for a crime this big it's
execution, but by what method, hmm?

Sunlight garlic stick?

A steak made of garlic in the sunlight?
She's my mum.

I want to know where I came from. Right
here.

You're 99 % me, minimum.

So you're not going to help me find her?
Oh, Paddy, forget about her, please.

I'm sure she's forgotten about you.

Where are you now, Sally Giles?

Keys.

Oh, God.

Where did you put them?

George! Have you seen the car keys?

I can't be late for my sculpture class.
I'm teaching them welding tonight.

Oh.

It's okay. I found the spare set.

This could be the reception area.

Front desk here.

Cobwebs there.

I don't know.

Scary portraits of Aunt Blisselburst
everywhere. And voila!

One vampire -themed hotel.

Perhaps I should bite the guests as they
sign in. You know, that way we wouldn't

even need the bedrooms.

But you do get peckish in the middle of
the night, Master. Good point. Good

point.

Let's fill the place up and make it all
inclusive.

With a 24 -hour all -you -can -eat
buffet.

Are you planning a special discount with
players? Because I predict I block

booking. No, no, no. If we tell the
breeders we're vampires, they book in

get bitten, then they've only got
themselves to blame.

People come to hotels to be pampered,
not punctured.

They get value for money.

What else can they book in for a weekend
and get immortality for free?

Just can't hope.

Right. We have a hotel to build, and
when I say we, I mean you. Goodbye.

Oh, yes.

I thought you'd like to know that I
found Sally.

What, what, what?

You know where she lives. No, but I'm
getting closer.

Until you are 18, you must do what I
say. Now stay away from that woman!

You're gonna get me dusted, Vlad!

I think you're going to do that all by
yourself.

Someone's been busy.

What? It's just an old PC.

There's enough tech here to launch World
War III.

I wouldn't know. I only use it for
email.

And researching members of the High
Council.

There's no harm in knowing who you're
working with.

Harm being the key word.

Don't worry.

I'll delete your search history when I'm
finished.

Back off!

Nobody touches my gear.

Does Dad know you've got this?

Just be careful you don't download any
viruses.

I thought you liked things that spread
misery and destruction.

I don't know what you're talking about.
Hmm.

Okay, let the lying begin.

Dear Gallop, we are opening Hotel
Dupont.

and would like you to come stay this
weekend to discuss

making a sculpture for us.

Kind regards, Vladimir.

Renfield, you're supposed to be making
the staircase look scary. Your face is

already terrifying enough.

Have a nice weekend. I know I will.

I'll give you regards to Morgan and the
rest of the council.

Oh, yes. You can do that when you hand
them their name badges.

You're just like this place.

Old school and in need of updating.

Bye.

You know, maybe this...

A hotel.

Wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Well, thank you for your ringing
endorsement.

What's changed your tune?

No reason. Just want to help.

Maybe I can manage the bookings.

Splendid, splendid.

Just be sure to charge extra for use of
the health spa.

Health spa? Yes, yes.

They give a neck massage and free
acupuncture.

You know what this hallway could really
do with?

Vladimir, this is a hotel, not a
gallery.

The other books about our guests would
be admiring.

If you put a scary sculpture here,
you'll get the guests' blood pumping

they retire to their rooms.

Permanently.

What a neat idea. Well done, Vladdy.
Maybe some kind of gargoyle. Or teeth

tongues and twisted features. I know
just the sculptor we can hire.

Do you want me to invite her over? Yes,
yes, by all means. Let's get started.

And I know just the face.

She can model it on.

Well,

this better be worth it.

I hate being awake in the middle of the
day, and I'm famished.

One of the first guests arriving.

Any minute now.

Do you think this room looks scary
enough? Oh.

It's mine.

Take that as a yes.

I don't know why you're going to all
this trouble.

I'm going to bite them before they have
time to unpack.

You can't.

This room is for the sculptor I was
telling you about.

When? She's going for the weekend and we
need her alive.

But the whole weekend.

I can't believe she said yes.

She sounds desperate.

It's probably the first offer of work
she's had in months. Make sure she pays

front. I said she could stay for free.

We are running a hotel, not a charity.

I want blood and banknotes. Oh, please
tell me the other rooms are full of

paying victims. Oh, yes.

Well, no one else is actually coming.

No one.

Vladimir, your fledgling career in hotel
marketing is hanging by a thread,

snippety -sniff.

I've got a confession to make.

You might want to sit down for this.

No, I'll stand.

I fight better on my feet.

The sculptor is called Sally.

This wouldn't be the Sally we agreed
never to talk about.

The Sally I gave strict instructions for
you not to contact. The secret Sally no

one must know is your breather mother or
I'll be toast, Sally.

I knew you were a half -breather.

But I never thought your mum would be
able to... Hang on.

If the county dad and you're our
breather, then of course your mum had to

breather, didn't she? Oh, got it now,
yeah.

Oh, that's a nice little founder, isn't
it?

He must be very excited indeed.

This feels like a family moment.

Relax, Dad.

I'm not going to tell her who I am.

Do you want to spend a weekend with her?

How can that do?

A lot can happen in a weekend. You
happened in a weekend.

Ingrid's away.

No one will even know she was here.

Look, you're playing with fire and it's
me who's going to get burned.

You're risking my life and for what? For
a chance to meet my mum.

What if she sees me? It was 18 years ago
at a goth festival in Whitby. She

probably won't even recognise you.
Please, no one forgets this.

Face. She's probably still single and
it'll be one day I walk back into her

life. That'll be why she's booked in
with George.

George.

He sounds very dull.

He sounds like he stuck around for
longer than a weekend and didn't

adopt the child they had together
without telling her.

Look, she didn't know you were a
vampire. I was doing it for her own

Oh, you're all heart.

Yes, yes I am. And I wanted to stay that
way, so cancel her visit.

She's not stepping one foot inside this
hotel.

Too late.

You

must

be Sally.

Oh, Vladimir.

Call me Vlad.

I really love your vampire hotel.

Is it the energy here?

Perfect for one of my pieces.

Oh, or have I got paint on my face?

Do you know, I'm always doing that.

Giving bits of clay in my hair.

It's an occupational hazard.

No, it's okay.

We were hoping you could design
something for us here, at the bottom of

stairs.

What an inspiring space.

Now, it needs to be a work that really
captures the...

Crepid beauty of the place.

That smell of damp and decay is so
authentic.

Cheek.

Shall I sign you in? Is George parking
the car?

No, George can't drive yet. George
sounds like an incompetent fool, but

I've forgotten what a fox she is.

This is my daughter, Georgina.

Mum. No, except I'm not allowed to call
her that.

George, this is Vlad.

Hey, can I meet you, Georgina? I mean,
George.

Vlad! Great name.

Very vampiric.

What's your real name?

Flood. Oh, staying in character. I like
it. Are you a vampire?

Yes. Do you sleep in a coffin?

Yeah, yeah.

Can I see your fangs?

Yes, but then I would have to bite you.

Oh, you're good.

But I'm going to catch you out. Lucy,
Peter, Pat, the last thing we need. They

have to leave.

Here's your room key. Ooh.

I wish you were staying here for a week.
By the time I'm finished, you'll be so

scared you won't stay the night.

What was that?

That was, uh, Count Dracula.

Yes, he moves very fast.

No, no, no, no. Seriously, I just felt
something rush past me. Is this place

haunted? Mum, they're just special
effects.

Air cannon mounted in the ceiling.

Renfield will show you to your room.

Please.

Follow me.

Thank

you

so much for doing the name badges.

After saving your life, it's nice to be
rewarded with such an important job.

Keep up the good work and who knows
where it might lead.

Cleaning the toilets, perhaps.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves. One
step at a time, Ingrid.

One step at a time.

Quick question before you go.

Where's my name badge?

You want to come in?

I thought that was the point of a
networking weekend.

Well, it is, but...

Well, someone has to look after the
caves.

Which reminds me, if you could find an
old iron knocking about, give them all a

quick once over, that would be
wonderful.

Right then. Now you've had your little
family reunion, you can send them back

in. Just stop it.

I've only just met them. Stop trying to
scare them away.

First it was just your mother coming.
Now they're the half -sister.

When's the bark arriving with the rest
of your relatives?

Just stay out of the way and give me a
chance to get to know them. Not long

enough so they can spot the family
resemblance.

Do you think I look like them?

Yes, you share their blood.

And so will every other vampire in a
five -mile radius if they stay too long.

I can protect them. And who's protecting
you?

Don't get too close, Vladimir.

Your heart can get hurt by more than
just a steak.

I can handle it.

I understand that they are here for a
weekend, not forever.

It's a problem with the room.

Sorry about this. It's just that I can't
share with Mum. She snores like a

train. It's OK. You can have my room.

Your room?

Oh, sorry, it's a hotel thing. I think
of all the rooms as my room.

Wow! Look at this coffin.

I know. Pretty impressive, huh?

It looks totally fake.

Fake? Oh, sorry. Me and my big mouth.

Like you want to know what I think of
your hotel.

No, go on. It'll be good to get an
honest opinion.

Well, I think this coffin's way too
fancy.

Only a loser vampire would sleep in
something like this.

I'm starting to like her.

Too fancy?

Got it. What about the rest of the room?
That's pretty cool, right?

I don't know.

It's all a bit try -hard.

Feels like the bedroom of a total poser.

And there's a really weird smell.

Like a hospital. Let's find you another
room, shall we?

This is the Count Dracula penthouse
suite.

More of a poser's room than the last
one, but yours if you want it.

Don't even think about it. Oh, wow.

I know. This is more like it.

This feels like a proper vampire sleeps
here.

Well, your sofa has impeccable taste.

But that coffin's even more fancy than
mine.

I mean, fancier than the one in the
other room.

No, this one's got class.

If you say so.

Plus, it doesn't have that weird smell.

You know, the one that's like a cross
between... No, yeah, I got that.

This lining's so soft. I'm really not
happy about a breather in my coffin.

That's strange.

Are you okay in there?

I used to get scared thinking there was
a monster under my bed.

It feels like there's one in here with
me.

But I will make an exception for her.

My mum's story is not that bad. I think
I'll bunk in with her.

Not a problem.

Hey, you've got two walls in exactly the
same place as me.

Oh, yeah.

I bet loads of you've got matching
walls.

In exactly the same place? Yeah, that's
what happens all the time. Come on,

let's get you to your mum's room.

I like making things out of rubbish.

I'm very big on recycling.

She wants to recycle someone's favourite
trainers.

They had holes in them.

Be careful what you leave lying around.
You might find some of these dusty old

antiques missing.

George, these aren't dusty old antiques.
Yes, thank you.

They're cheap props for the hotel bought
from junk shops.

What was that?

It's just another special effect.

How did you do that?

Trade secrets.

Oh, is that you as a baby?

No, that's my older brother, Adam.

You've got a brother?

I mean, sure.

Wow.

That's nice of you.

Any other brothers or sisters?

No, just Adam.

I've never met him, though.

I was very young when I got pregnant.

At a golf weekend in Whitby.

Yes, I don't think we need to go into
all the details, thank you.

My parents persuaded me to give him up
for adoption.

So somewhere out there, I've got an
older brother called Adam.

Adam. What an interesting name.

I never met the people who adopted him.

I just hope he's with a nice family.

He'd be about your age now.

Wherever he is, I'm sure he's thinking
about you.

We're going to try and find him.

Are you? When he turns 18, I'm going to
go to the adoption agency.

See if I can trace him.

I didn't know you could do that. Would
that madame's care to peruse the

menu? Oh, it's French.

It's very fancy.

May we?

They're serving.

Good. I'm starving.

I'm afraid they're short -staffed. They
need help.

You want me to work as a waitress?

Yes.

And afterwards, of course, the members
will need their fangs flossing.

Waitress and dental hygienist.

What an honour.

Unfortunately, I have a terrible pain in
the neck that I must deal with.

Well, that is unfortunate.

Still, I suppose if it can't wait...

Can everybody else smell the burning?

Will they be able to find me through the
paperwork?

Well, strangely enough, I decided not to
put my occupation down as vampire, and

I didn't use my real name.

No, you aren't good with real names, are
you? We had to change it to Vladimir,

no self -respecting vampire from the old
countries called Adam.

I never thought she'd come looking for
me.

Now they've found you, they just didn't
know it yet.

George. We've spotted we have matching
molds.

And how long before she spots you've got
matching mothers?

I don't want them to find out who I am,
what I am.

They'll think I'm a freak and start
screaming.

We have to get them out of here as fast
as possible.

It's like hearing myself think.

We'll say there's been a burst water
pipe and send them home. No, no, no, no.

can't rush them.

It'll only make them suspicious.

You're right.

We'll let them stay overnight and make
our excuses in the morning.

Where are they now?

Renfield's making them a fancy lunch.

Excellent, excellent.

He'll take until morning to chew through
his food.

All right, pot, pot, pot, pot.

He's

not

cold. But we need him to cook this posh
food, David.

Wake up, Renfield!

Oh, let him sleep.

I'll prepare the food.

They've ordered gourmet French cuisine,
not eight pints of O -.

I can cook.

Dad, you could burn cornflakes.

My dear boy, you know so little about
me.

To temper to the finest necks in Europe
to your table, it pays to know your

birth bourguignon from your cocker van.

Ha -ha!

Stand back.

What did you order again?

I went for the filet de rouger de poêle.

What's that?

No idea.

What about you?

I chose the Saint -Jacques grill.

What's that?

Dunno. A bit French for burger and
chips.

What if we both ordered something
disgusting like sheep's brains?

I can look it up on my phone.

Good idea.

No signal.

I'll see if I can find one.

All right.

Tuck in.

Wow, that looks amazing.

Where's George?

She went to find a signal on her phone.

I'll go and get her. Oh, no, it's okay.

You start.

I'll go find her.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be at the conference
all weekend.

I got bored.

They gave you loads of lame jobs to do,
didn't they? I don't want to talk about

it.

Can you smell breather?

Uh... You must be picking up Renfield.
He's particularly abundant today.

No. This is different.

Female.

Well, it might be that new wood polish
he's been using.

Pity.

I'm in the mood for a feast.

Yeah, the wi -fi. That'll work.

Renfield, come round.

You know, he thinks my grass hand off in
wire.

They're a little salty.

Well, I think someone's a little jealous
of Ingrid's back.

What? She got treated like dirt by the
High Council. Now she's on the warpath.

What did I say would happen? Did they
get her doing the name badge? We need to

find George and get them out of here
now.

Right. Come on.

Oh, right.

Hotel emergency. We're evacuating the
building.

I'm so sorry, but we're going to have to
close the hotel and ask you to leave.

Why? What's happened? Well, it turns out
that the spiders that we shipped in to

spin the cobwebs are poisonous. Yeah,
one bite and it's instant death.

But what about the sculpture?

I'm afraid we're going to have to put
that on hold.

Oh, that's a shame.

I know.

Well, I suppose we'd better go and pack,
then. Already sorted.

Oh, I see.

Oh, you wanted to leave right this
minute. Well, there are a thousand

spiders on the loose, and they are tiny.
They could be anywhere. Come on, chop,

chop!

Well, give me a call when the spiders
have gone. Oh, that could take months.

Well, let's keep in touch.

We have to come back. This place is
amazing. We may even have to close down

permanently. You think so?

And move out.

Such a great idea for a hotel.

Too bad it didn't work out the way I
planned. Renfield, thank you.

I'm sorry.

So I don't expect we'll see you again.
I'm sorry we didn't have more time

together. Well, take care of yourself,
lad.

Stay away from things that bite.

You too.

I've decided running a hotel is far, far
too much like hard work.

Dad, I'm so sorry. I should never
have... No, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

No need to apologise, Maddy.

After all, all is well that ends well.

Oh, you nearly got me there.

I came back for my handbag. I wasn't
expecting it. Oh, shut up.

breather. Let her go, Ingrid. Get your
own. She's mine.

You can't bite her.

I have had enough of being told what to
do today.

Sorry, can we not do this now?

I know you want to practice, but I don't
want to get bitten by a spider.

The only thing you're going to get
bitten by is me.

It's you.

Hello, Sally. It's been a long time.

Are you... Are you my son?

Vlad!

I am aware of your attempts to become
the Chosen One.

Well, I'm aware of your awareness of my
awarenessness.

Silence! This has gone on for far too
long.

Ah.

So there have been a couple of minutes.

There can be only one Chosen One.

Yeah, well, that's basic logic, that,
isn't it? I challenge you to a duel.

I do. I do. I do.

Accepted!

Vladimir Dracula, heir to the Dracula
throne.

Chosen one.

Hacker!

That's all I've got.

You really think you're a match for the
powers of the chosen one?

Ah! No!

Oh.

Vlad wins.

Round two.

Impressive. But your speed is no match
for my karaoke.

Susan Barker, Sue Barker. You're better
than a permanent marker.

Hacker wins.

Round three.

Oh, thingy.

It's incredible.

I can't match that.

Let both be the chosen one.

Good idea, Vlad.

Good idea. No!

Game over, Vlad.

Run it, Master Hacker. You are the
chosen one!

Hurrah! For all eternity!

All eternity?

Nah, it's a bit longer than I expected,
Cocker. I can do a couple of hours on

Thursday. No, it's eternity.

Eternity, is it? Okay, then that's fine.

But you might just have to... Get lost!

I can't be your chosen one, but I will
watch the new series of Young Dracula,

only on CBBC.

Our brand new Monday is coming to a
close. I've got to say, out of all the

new Mondays I've been involved in, this
has been the best one. If you looked up

brand new Monday in the dictionary,
you'd see a picture of this day.

Chris, we all know there are no
photographs in the dictionary.

Don't ruin this for me. And Brand New
Monday isn't even a famous phrase. We've

just got to made it up. Oh, brilliant.

Done it again, haven't you?

You've lav -lav'd all over my dreams.

This is my dream. This is what you've
done to them.

They're all soggy now and ruined.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, I guess that means you won't want
to meet the amazing special guest I've

arranged to do brand new Monday Rundown
for us. You've got a special guest?

Yes. Ladies and gentlehounds, here to
tell us what's new in one, the only, the

Scooby -Doo.

Ah!

Cut the fake applause.

Turn it off.

What's wrong?

What's wrong? Hmm.

You promised me Scooby -Doo.

You know, great day. It's all.

Solves mysteries.

Speaks. There he is.

That's a cardboard cat!

What? That is not Scooby -Doo!

His initials don't even make the word
Scooby -Doo. He's got DS instead. What's

his name?

Derek Sugarpot.

What?

That's not Scooby -Doo, is it?

Does it work? I bet he doesn't even
speak either, does he?

Oh, he does speak. Look.

Speak, Derek.

What does that mean? He said he loved
Jedward's Big Adventure and Luna's Am I

High and Dracula and You're a Massive
Yen.

Charming.

Thanks for your time, mate.

Turn off the real Scooby -Doo. In what
Scooby -Doo?