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A vampire, in ancient belief, was a malignant spirit, who,

when the earth lost its sunlight, rose nightly from its dark grave to

suck blood from the throats of the living.

Its powers were many.

It could see in the dark, which was no small ability.

in a world half -veiled from light.

Its hypnotic skills baffled the domain of science.

It was of a cunning more than mortal, for its cunning was the growth of ages,

since it could not die by the mere passing of time.

It had to have been, by a wooden stake, driven deep into its heart.

Or exposure.

to the rays of the sun, which would instantly decompose its body into a

miasma of putrid decay.

The believers of this superstition referred to vampires as

the living dead.

I seem to be making use of the past tense, perhaps the present.

will be more precise.

For it stands to reason that if one is superstitious, even on a small,

seemingly insignificant level, one must be vulnerable to

all superstitions.

Conceivably, even those of vampires.

Our hands are joined.

Hopefully we will now be able to act as one body.

One soul.

Generating through touching flesh the power to accomplish the task upon which

are all agreed.

It has not been mere chance that has brought us here together this evening.

For there are unknown elements surrounding our beings that would

child's vast dream world.

Elements that perhaps once known might horrify even the scientist's endless

imagination.

But my purpose is to assist you in keeping an open mind.

To clear away the dark mists of falsity so that you can more easily accept an

unshrouded truth.

A total truth that has since the beginning of time agonizingly cried out

everything, every conceivable imagining as possible.

But when you believe this fact, you then help me bring to this table the living

spirit of our dear Donna's deceased mother.

For those of you who doubt, relax.

Accept and try not to question.

Relax completely, permitting the total resources of the mind and spirit to open

with unguarded trust.

Relax.

Come on, Paul.

Knock it off.

Okay, all right. I'm sorry. That's terrible, Paul. Be serious, will you?

Okay, all right. No more fooling around.

Please, close your eyes.

Spirit.

Spirit, we humble our mortal selves.

We fear, yet trust your use of the powers at your command.

Trust us as we do you.

Heed our voices as we ask comfort for your daughter.

A comfort only you can bring at this time.

If you are there, let it be known.

Give us knowledge of your presence.

Allow the warmth of your living spirit to engulf us.

Are you there?

Show us.

Permit us to experience an intimacy only few dare to consider.

Show us!

Oh, no.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

Oh, Donna, I'm so embarrassed. Please forgive me. Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry.

Donna, do you care to continue?

Yes, I do.

Come on, everybody, please, try to take this seriously.

It doesn't make any sense. It's getting forcical.

With all due respects to you, Count York, I can't keep a straight face.

Well, Michael, try.

It's important to Donna.

I must have everyone's willingness.

Well, I'm willing to try, but I have a friend here who keeps breaking me up.

What do you mean, me? You're the one that's fooling around.

Oh, please.

Oh, well, I'm the heavy now. Is that it?

Okay, Kim, all right, I'll try.

Well, I love it. Me too.

So do I.

Then please.

For Donna's sake, and with your permission, let us all try again.

Thank you.

Place your hands together.

Now close your eyes and attempt an inner sensation of space.

A space filled with the living spirit of Donna's mother who waits only for the

security of our trust.

She asks only that we believe in her existence.

For to believe is the answer.

To believe sets us apart from all.

Do you all believe?

Do you believe?

I believe.

Do you all believe?

I believe.

Then concentrate.

Concentrate more deeply than you ever thought possible.

Concentrate. Spirit, we know you are there.

We know that somewhere in the mass of energies encircling our lives, the soft

wind of your being is near.

Near enough to brush against our bodies, sweetly caressing our memories.

We are waiting.

Give our lives meaning.

Enrich our existence by helping us to grasp some semblance of your eternal

spirit.

Help us to know you are near.

Are you here?

Are you here in this room?

Jesus.

Contact has obviously been made.

Please continue concentrating.

Relax and concentrate.

Donna? Mother.

Mother, I miss you.

I miss you terribly.

If you're here, please stay.

Please let me know you'll never leave me. Donna.

Please. Quiet.

I need you.

Please. Please.

I don't like being alone.

Tell her. I miss you.

Tell your mourning daughter you are with her. That you will be with her for

always. I want to see you. You cannot desert your child.

I want to see. If you care.

Mother. If you can still love. Please. Show yourself.

Mother. I said that's enough. Your daughter demands it. Mother, please.

Do you really know what you're doing?

Yes.

If you cause her any more... Michael.

Excuse me.

Will she be all right?

Yes.

Please, may I have a candle?

Donna, this is Count Yorker.

I want you to relax.

There is nothing to be upset about.

You are safe from everything.

Listen to the sound of my voice as you concentrate on this flame.

Keep your eyes on the flame.

Watch it as it flows seeping into darkness.

As you watch, you are beginning to feel a deep sense of soft comfort.

You are now at peace.

There is nothing to fear.

Nothing. You are safe.

Safe as long as you listen to all that I say.

You will forget everything you saw during the seance.

It will be wiped from your memory forever.

When my two hands touch your forehead, you will awaken, free of mind and

completely relaxed, having forgotten the total experience of the séance.

What took you so long? Where's the fuse box? I don't know. I never found it.

staring at me for? I'll tell you, you sure have shaken for a while there.

Yes, sir. Why? What happened?

You mean you really don't remember?

No. Erica, get her some brandy.

Oh, so here you are.

That was an absolutely smashing job count.

Thank you.

Would you care for some brandy?

No. No, thank you.

You know, you're really not a very good dinner guest.

You haven't touched a parcel of food and haven't had anything to drink all

night. Well, it's not very attractive to complain of a troubled stomach, but I'm

afraid I must Perhaps I'll have a little snack later on Erica right right I'm

going

Tell

me what happened try not to think of it now I'll call you tomorrow and explain

and thank you for a lovely party. Oh, are you leaving? Yes? I'm afraid I must

Well, maybe you could come by for breakfast tomorrow. We could talk then.

I wish I could, but I'm afraid it's impossible.

I believe I brought a cake.

I'll get it for you.

Join the crowd.

Perhaps some other time.

Oh, you're not leaving.

Yes.

Do you have a ride?

Very kind of you.

I hope you don't mind us for a transportation.

No, no, not at all.

Glad.

Well, I was scared.

Won't anyone tell me what happened?

First, you get a good night's rest.

I feel fine.

Well, then... Talk about it tomorrow. I'll tell you all about it then, okay?

Ow!

Have you two set a date?

February 17th. That's only four weeks away. Congratulations.

Yeah.

Who is that count anyway?

He is something.

You all right?

I'm fine.

You're sure?

Yes. Can't I daydream?

Honey, who is Count Yorga?

He was my mother's boyfriend.

How come I never met him before?

Because she only knew him for three weeks before she died.

Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

Of course you met him.

Last week at my mother's funeral.

I don't remember seeing him there. Do you, Peter?

No. And how do you forget a character like that?

Well, you must have.

You know, you're right.

He wasn't there.

I don't remember seeing him either.

How come?

Was he a good friend?

They were lovers.

In fact, he was the one that talked me out of cremation.

Cremation? You were going to cremate your mother?

Yes. The count was so emotionally involved that I did what he asked and

a regular burial.

That's odd.

Why wasn't he there?

Good evening, Bruder.

Evening.

You may drive on now.

Is that your wife?

No.

Oh.

Would you care to come in for a drink?

Yes.

Please, we have lots of time. We can talk.

Oh, please, Paul.

This house is super. I'd love to see it. I said no, not tonight.

Perhaps some other time.

Right. Then good night and thank you for the ride.

Good night.

Delighted to have met you.

It was my pleasure.

Drive carefully.

The old hill road to the gate is narrow and can be treacherous.

Are we back?

I'd say that, yes.

Can we get out?

I don't know that yet.

accept this hunt's offer for a drink? You know, it might have been fun.

You're kidding.

Erica, my love, I adore you.

One of these days I may even let you marry me.

But at this particular moment, we're stuck in a mire of mud, and I'd like to

the hell out of it, so please spare me the questions pertaining to social

handicaps.

I do have one suggestion for you, however. You might get your fat ass out

car and see if you can't be of some help.

It is not a fat ass.

It's so huge.

Damn right it is.

Did you hear that?

Paul, did you hear those wolves?

Those are not wolves.

They are... two all right they're wolves erica start it up and ease it forward a

little and don't race it paul let's go back to the council and ask if he can

stay the night erica will you please do what i asked

I don't like it here.

Erica.

Yeah?

Honey, it didn't rain here tonight, did it?

No. There's a lot of thunder and stuff like that, but no rain. Why?

It's a narrow road, right?

Yeah.

When we drove over this road a few minutes ago with the count, I didn't see

water or mud.

And on a road this narrow, we couldn't have missed it.

So?

So.

Look.

Look at the rest of the road.

Not a sign of water anywhere. Just this one spot.

One huge muddy spot.

A bicycle couldn't have missed this mud. Yet we did.

Just a few minutes ago.

If it was here just a few minutes ago.

Now I'm scared.

I was fine until you opened your big mouth.

I'm sorry, baby.

But it is curious.

Well, come on. We'll go on and spend the rest of the night with the count.

Oh, screw you, love. I'm not leaving this car.

Then I'd like to strongly suggest that we take immediate advantage of this

ghoulish situation.

What's the matter Paul

Paul

what's wrong?

I don't look outside and see if you see anything

Nothing. I didn't see anything.

Are we all right, Paul?

Yeah, we're fine, honey.

Come on, let's try and get some sleep now.

You're kidding.

Try, will you?

Remember anything about last night?

Not a thing.

Then she must be in shock.

I don't know. She called me a little while ago and said she felt dizzy and

going to see Dr. Hayes.

So I guess we'll find out something.

Tell me about the mud again.

There's no more to tell.

When we woke up this morning, it was gone. It was as though there never was

mud.

Maybe the sun dried it up. No, impossible.

There was much too much.

Neither of you saw who did it.

No.

He rocked my head so fast I thought it was going to break off.

And Erica just doesn't remember.

Sounds to me like it would be the big guy at the gate.

Who knows? It could have been him. It could have been the count.

All I know is this grip was like a steel vice.

What an interesting thing, though.

When we went back to the mansion this morning to ask Bruda to open the gate,

said the count had left for the day.

So? So we were stuck in the middle of his driveway. How did he get out? Fly

us? Maybe he doesn't have a car.

You had to drive him home last night. All right, fine, but he still had to

my car to leave this morning. Why wouldn't he have awakened us, offered

He might have a rear exit to the house.

I don't know, Mike.

So help me, I just don't know.

You've lost an unusual amount of blood. That's obviously the reason for your

dizziness.

And when you get home, I want you to stuff yourself with steaks.

Steaks. And I want you to eat them as rare as possible.

It goes for the next few days.

Yes.

What?

I said yes.

You've been getting enough sleep?

Yes. Yeah, but I get some more.

You know, we came close to giving you a transfusion.

There doesn't seem to be any internal hemorrhaging, so it must be those

marks in your throat.

I don't think you remember where you got them.

A bad joke would be that your boyfriend was a bit overzealous in his passion.

Let me see that again.

Absolutely fascinating. I've never seen anything like it.

Are you sure you didn't fall against anything?

I don't know.

Of course you don't.

Otherwise you would have told me.

Regardless, that shot I gave you will take care of any potential infection.

Doctor?

Oh, yes.

Thank you.

Bebe.

Um, I told you it's not necessary to curtsy.

Yes, sir, doctor.

I see.

Well, she doesn't speak English very well.

She's very efficient.

the report has to say?

Well, Dr.

Steingart wants to run some further tests.

Seems he's found some familiar sediments in your blood system.

Now, it's not leukemia or anything like that, so don't worry.

Look, you go on home and get some sleep.

And most of all, don't worry. And don't forget to eat those snakes.

How's Donna?

She's beat.

I wanted to see her today, but she begged off.

She just wanted to sleep.

Did she remember the seance last night?

She still doesn't remember what she saw.

You know what's weird?

I don't know that much about it, but have you ever seen a hysterical person

being hypnotized?

I thought the same thing.

As far as I know, they're supposed to be conditioned, relaxed, and most of all,

willing. Right.

If this County your go or whatever the hell his name is was able to do it with

Donna screaming her head off And she did everything he suggested to her told her

to calm down. She calmed down. He told her to forget everything. She forgot him

You know what? I'm thinking yeah, but you girls have something in common.

very a loss of memory and maybe the count She says she's fine, but still

sleepy you can't get mad at that

Erica, is that you?

Are you there?

What's the matter?

Erica, are you all right?

Erica, please, if you're there, answer me.

Come on.

What's wrong? All I know is I want to get over there fast.

Michael, get Dr. Hayes over here right away. Right.

Come near me.

I said don't come near me.

Jim, this is Mike Thompson.

Yes, you've got to get over to Erica Landers immediately.

No, no, I can't explain.

It's an emergency.

Please hurry.

Okay. Erica.

ashamed. Please don't hate me. Nobody hates you, baby.

Jim, can't you knock her out? No.

Not until the transfusion's over.

Besides, I want to hear what she might have to say.

Here's a washcloth. Don't afford it.

Oh.

Paul.

Paul, I love you.

I love you.

No.

No.

I just can't remember.

Does it have anything to do with the marks on your throat?

Erica, does it have anything to do with those marks on your throat?

Well, she looks a lot better.

Take it easy. It's your third drink. You gave a lot of blood to her.

Yeah, I know what I feel like a drink.

What was the purpose of making Erica vomit?

How would you like to wake up knowing you had parts of a cat inside your

stomach?

Cheers.

Yeah.

I wish you guys knew more about this Count Yorgo.

Donna says he's from Bulgaria.

Bulgaria?

It fits.

I'm going to tell you two guys something I want you to keep to yourselves.

Don't tell the girls.

A colleague of mine, Dr.

Steingart, ran a blood test in America this afternoon.

Now, he admits that his findings are pure conjecture.

But when I told him about the marks on her throat, it made him feel all the

certain.

Of what?

Oh, I wish he was here with us, but he left for Europe for two months.

Jim, what are you trying to say?

Well, he feels that Erica was bitten by a vampire.

A vampire?

I mean, uh... Well, he told me not to discount the possibilities.

Oh, come on, Jim.

What grounds?

I don't know.

Instinct, theory.

But they taste the most great wine. Well, I mean, the guy's obviously a nut.

Yeah, well, this nut happens to be one of the top blood specialists in the

world. I'm not about to disregard his opinion.

Well, fine, marvelous.

I mean, I think he's asking you to swallow it by the bit, don't you?

I'm not arguing with you.

But can you prove that vampires don't exist?

Can you say unequivocably that all those stories we read as children were merely

superstitious horror tales and not fact?

Dr. Hayes.

Don't doctor me. It's never been proven.

Yes, but Michael, it has never been proven!

Cheers. Now what you're saying is that County Org is responsible for Erica's

condition. And he's a vampire?

No, I'm saying it's possible.

Well, I refuse to believe it. I can't accept that vampires exist today.

Today? Then you can see they could have at one time.

No, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying I'll never accept that they ever

existed, except in fiction. Well, all right, let's call the police in and have

them investigate.

They'd laugh at you.

Besides, it's premature.

We have to find out a lot more before we can draw any conclusions.

Steingart dug up some antiquated volumes on the folklore of vampires.

I'll read them and see what I can find out.

Then I think I'd like to meet this Count Yorga.

You're not really convinced, are you?

Michael, of course not. Nothing's been proven so far, so how can I speak with

any conviction?

I'll tell you one thing. I'm willing to be convinced.

If there's this much threat of danger, I am willing.

Don't shut yourself off, Michael.

Thanks for the drinks, Paul.

Thank you, Jim. Listen, I gave her enough to keep her sleeping peacefully

the rest of the night, but I think you should stay here.

Keep awake.

And if anything happens, anything at all, you can call me.

Listen, Jim, if there is anything to this vampire business, what happens to

people who get bitten?

We'll talk about that in a moment.

He said he looked all over for her, but couldn't find her anywhere.

So he's on his way to the Count's mansion.

Yes, alone.

Oh, that idiot. If that Count is what I think he is, Paul is as good as dead.

Look, how soon are you going to get over here?

It's, uh, it's 3 .30 now.

All right, listen, it's 1313 Garden Avenue. You know where that is?

All right, and bring Donna with you.

Because, my friend, she's safer with us than she is being left alone.

Well, shouldn't he call the police?

I told you, calling the police is useless.

Okay. See you there as soon as I can.

Sorry, Cleo Miller.

I gotta go.

That doesn't sound like a house call to me.

What doesn't sound like a house call?

Well, there it is, and then again it isn't.

Well, then, what's the rush?

Clear, my love.

You are an intelligent girl. Do you agree?

Yeah.

All right, let's say that you were the police.

Uh -huh.

I called up and I said that there was a vampire loose in this city.

Would you believe me?

Sure.

Yeah, he would.

Sure.

You want to know why?

No.

Because I read in yesterday's paper where they found a little tiny baby dead

the swamps, all drained of blood and white as a ghost.

What? Yeah.

Isn't it awful?

It said the baby's neck was all chewed up.

And if ever the police believed in vampires... Ooh.

You better go home.

Will you be long? Yes. Operator, give me the police.

Sergeant, this is Dr. James Hayes.

I think I know who killed that baby who was found in the swamps, the one that

was drained of blood.

I have excellent... Hayes, H -A -Y -E -S.

I have excellent reason to believe that there is a vampire, Lucid.

Sergeant, I... But I... I think I can prove it.

Sergeant!

I am the 47th nut who has reported a vampire in the last 14 hours, and I

be ashamed of myself for having such a sick, morbid sense of humor.

Yorga!

Bruder, you can expect more guests.

of the talking.

Michael, if either one of us gets a chance to go look for Paul and Erica, do

Just remember, the important thing is no matter how we have to do it, what

excuses we have to make, the important thing is to keep him up and awake until

the sun rises.

Donna, what a charming surprise.

How are you? How do you feel?

Fine, thank you.

You remember Michael?

Of course.

Michael?

And this is Dr. James Hayes, out of York.

How do you do?

It's a pleasure, Doctor.

May we come in?

Of course, forgive me.

It's such a surprise seeing someone at your door at this late hour. Please.

No,

no, not at all.

What keeps you up so late? What keeps you up so late?

But first, please, sit down.

Now, if you're comfortable, what can I do for you?

Certainly a visit at this late hour indicates something more than a social

Count Yorga, did Paul and Erica drop by here this evening?

Paul and Erica?

They were at the seance last night.

Oh, yes, yes, yes. The charming couple who drove me home, no.

Why did they say they were coming?

Paul said that he might drop by. It seems that Erica's disappeared and he

thought she might come here.

But why would she come by here?

Well, it seems that she was quite taken with you.

It's very flattering.

No, I'm afraid I've seen neither one of them. I do hope you find them.

Oh, I'm sure.

They're probably together right now and making fools out of all of us for being

so concerned.

If I may ask, Doctor, what have you to do with all of this?

Jim's been a friend of ours for years.

Yes?

Good. What field of medicine do you practice, Doctor?

Well, actually, I don't have a practice as such.

I'm in research.

I'm a blood specialist.

Are you?

That must be fascinating work.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

It's a very beautiful home you have here.

Thank you.

Could we have a look around?

Of course.

But some other time.

It's much too late.

One could probably get lost. How many rooms do you have?

I must confess, I haven't the slightest idea.

I've only been here a short while.

Oh?

From where?

A small village in Bulgaria.

Your English is excellent.

Yes, isn't it?

They told me you conducted a very impressive seance last night.

Thank you.

Yes.

Are you a student of the Mystic Arts?

Excuse me.

The washroom.

I'd like to splash some water on my face.

But you don't know the way.

I'm sure I can find it.

Bruder will show you.

Please don't bother. Just tell me where it is.

It's no bother, Bruder.

Now, where were we?

You said you were involved in the Mystic Arts.

Did I?

I recall you having asked. I don't remember having answered.

But you're quite right, of course. I am.

You would find it very interesting.

Yes, I'm sure I would.

Now, have your studies been extensive, or is this just a hobby?

A true hobby, Dr. Hayes, is probably the most intense study of all.

I suppose you're right.

What about all these voodoo rituals and things like that?

Forgive me, but the question is rather vague.

If you mean, do I believe?

Yes.

Excuse me, Doctor, could you tell me the time?

Yes, it's 4 .30.

The sun should be rising soon.

Yes.

Do you mind if I take a look at the view?

Me?

Excuse me.

Donna, why so quiet?

Just thinking.

They must be very sad thoughts.

They are much too tense.

That's better.

Simply relax.

You mustn't think about your friends.

I'm sure they're fine.

When I call, you will come.

View is lovely.

Yes, isn't it?

Ah, Michael, you're with us again.

Gentlemen, it's very late.

Your Donna is tired, and I must confess, my age has the better of me.

Well, could we have just one more drink before we go? The brandy is excellent.

Of course.

Michael, what time?

4 .35.

Count Jorgen.

What about werewolves?

Do you think they existed? I mean, in the literal sense?

In your part of the world, that is a difficult question to answer truthfully.

Then what you're saying is you do believe in werewolves?

Yes.

Brandy?

No, no, thank you.

Do you drink at all?

No.

Well, do you believe they existed?

At some time, or that they still exist?

They exist.

Now.

Have you ever seen one?

Yes.

Really?

Yes, gentlemen.

It's very late. I don't wish to be rude, but I must retire.

If you are genuinely interested in the articles, I shall be most happy to

any of your questions here at my house tomorrow evening.

Please forgive me my awkwardness. I don't mean to be, but I'm still clumsy

entertaining guests in the style of your country.

Damn it, it's such an exciting subject.

Could we possibly stay just a bit longer?

Gentlemen, you are forcing me to be distasteful.

Yes, you're right. We are being inconsiderate.

Please accept our apologies.

Brutal will show you out.

Good night.

Do you believe in vampires?

Yes.

That's interesting.

Vampires have always fascinated me.

They should.

Their intelligence is far superior to humans.

Are you saying that a vampire isn't human?

They live forever.

Humans cannot.

I'm going to leave you now.

Is it true that vampires must be in their resting places before the sun

That if the rays of the sun hit them, they will disintegrate?

I shall save the answer for that question until the next time we meet.

And you may be very comfortable in knowing, Dr. Hayes, we shall most

meet again.

Rhoda.

Michael?

How would you feel about driving a wooden stake through somebody's heart?

Marvelous.

That's good.

Because I think you and I are going to have to kill Count Yorga.

What? That's right.

You gotta be joking. Uh -uh.

I mean it.

Listen to me. No, you gotta listen to me for a change.

First you ask me to believe in vampires, which is incredible on your part to

begin with.

Then you tell me Count Yorga's a vampire.

No valid proof or anything, just your theory.

And now you're saying we're gonna have to kill him?

That's right.

You gotta be out of your mind.

All right, all right, suppose we do kill him. How do we convince anybody we were

justified in doing it?

Excuse me, Judge. You see, it's all right. He was a villainous vampire.

There won't be any proof.

You're out of your mind. His body will turn to ashes. Oh, Michael, we're not

going to do anything unless we can convince ourselves. I mean, absolutely

convince ourselves that he is a vampire.

Doctor, vampires were born out of and belong to folklore and fiction. All

number one. What about Paul and Erica?

Where are they?

Now, Erica, we don't know about, but Paul, you know damn well, went over to

Count's mansion last night. You haven't heard from him since.

What did Donna's mother die of? Pernicious anemia.

Pernicious anemia.

What you don't know is that Erica was well on her way to having pernicious

anemia. Number three.

Do you know how vampires continue to exist?

The only way they can exist?

By sucking the blood from the lily.

Look at what those marks on Erica's throat.

Her need for blood. Her need for blood.

I have a feeling we can't waste any more time.

I say we should try to stop him now, even if it means driving a wooden stake

through his heart.

Wow.

Yeah.

Michael, I sincerely hope I'm wrong.

But I'm positive I'm not.

When do we start?

A little later this afternoon, before sunset.

Come on, drink and go.

Get some sleep. Set the alarm, meet me in my office about two o 'clock this

afternoon. I should know what we need by then.

We'll still have about three or four hours before the sun goes down, before

can get out of his coffin.

Shouldn't you get some sleep?

No, no, my adrenaline's going pretty good.

Jimmy.

Thank you.

Michael, I think you should know that if I'm right, we'll be putting our heads

on the block.

Vampires supposedly have the wisdom of centuries on their sides. They don't

that long by being fools, so it's a bit possible he might get us.

That's cheery.

Another interesting point.

It's conceivable that Paul and Erica might have turned into vampires.

If that's true, we'll have to kill them, too.

Don't forget to set the alarm.

Sergeant, this is Dr. James Hayes. H -A -Y -E -S.

Now, please listen to me before you hang up.

I would like to try to convince you, very seriously convince you, that a

vampire, in fact, does exist in the city.

Did it ever occur to you that we may be right, you dumbass?

Donna.

Donna.

It is time.

The time has come for us to be one.

Eternally together.

Come, my love.

Donna's gone.

Oh, my God.

It's 4 .30. Why the hell didn't you call me? The alarm didn't go off.

I'll be right over.

Ridiculous, right?

The age of atomic weapons, and we have to use sticks.

See if you can find a cross or a crucifix. What for?

According to the book, vampires are supposed to be afraid of crosses, what

represent, good and evil, etc.

They'll be our only protection if he is a vampire.

Michael!

I couldn't find a crucifix, but I got some cord, and I'll make him on the way.

Who's that, a broom handle? Yeah.

Why not?

I think we're wise leaving the car so far from the house.

I suppose we have to make a run for it.

Well, if we have to leave this place on the run, we lose.

Think we're in time? No.

The sun is down.

If the book is right, our cow Charlie is up and around.

Look, the first thing we do is try to find Donna, make sure she's safe.

Then I guess we try to find the count.

If we can prove to ourselves that he is what I think he is.

Enjoy yourself.

Are these crosses working?

Well, unfortunately, we'll soon find out.

Good luck.

You too.

You scared?

Yes.

So am I.

Go.

The girl upstairs.

Forgive me.

We have visitors.

We cannot afford their knowledge.

Hayes.

What an unexpected surprise.

Yes.

So much so that I almost had a massive coronary.

Would you care to come in?

As a matter of fact, I was just thinking of that very thing.

Very nice seeing you again.

Thank you.

Are you still interested in continuing last evening's conversation?

Yes. I like that very much.

On what subject did we end?

Vampire.

Yes.

May I?

Now, where shall we begin?

I believe I told you last night, did I not, that vampires have minds far

superior to those of mortals.

Yes, you did.

It is due, of course, to their unique power to outlast centuries.

Time to gather and absorb wisdom from some of the most potent minds that have

ever lived.

But what would you say was their greatest strength?

Their ability to rule that which they choose to rule.

Their ability to make a fool out of any man.

I guess there's no reason to continue this, is there?

I quite agree.

Would you care now to see that which you hope not to see?

Erica.

Do you find it interesting, Doctor?

Where's Donna and Paul?

Donna is upstairs.

Paul is dead.

You shall never see either of them again.

You enjoyed your little joke last night, Doctor.

But as you can see, tonight is mine.

Incredible, yeah.

You really are.

Vampire. Yes.

Really are naive.

You've been wanting to see your mother.

Now you may.

Hello, my darling.

Get away from her.

Oh, Michael, you were very lucky.

I said get away from her.

Donna, are you all right?

Yeah.

Come over here and get behind me.

Don't be afraid.

Hold it. Michael, you'll never win.

Donna, damn it, I said come here.

Alright.

Honey, let's get out of here.

I'm sorry.

My God.

I'm looking at it and I still can't believe it all happened.

Oh baby.

Baby.

Superstition.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.