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- [Narrator] Previously on "Age of the Living Dead".

- We launch a first strike on the East Coast.

We could effectively wipe the vampire population

clean from the planet.

- They need us, even if it is as a livestock.

- Not anymore.

They've managed to synthesize

human cloning cells.

- They've learned to synthesize blood.

- Let me in!

- Cut to it, Sam.

- Margaret, you have leukemia.

- You do what you gotta do,

and I'll do the same.

- Dispatch Sephora.

- Sir--

- Do it.

- Come on, this is The Haven, do you copy?

- Hold on.

One more.

- Central Command, this is The Haven, do you copy?

- All right, so we have power, but no signal,

so it's likely the antenna.

- What could be messing with the antenna?

What?

- Max.

- Of course.

It doesn't matter.

As soon as Command see we've dropped off comms,

they'll send a team to investigate

what happened to us.

- So they likely could be here any minute.

- I'm gonna wait for the storm to pass.

They'll need someone nearby to hold up.

Where's the next nearest outpost?

Out of range of the storm.

- Yup, there.

Silver City.

- How far is that?

- About 20 clicks.

- We need to repair the antenna

and tell them not to come this way.

- Well, we can't get out

until the storm has passed either, so--

- Yeah, sadly that won't affect any approaching vampires.

What kind of early warning system are we gonna be

if we're blind and not able to communicate?

- You know...

Maybe it's not enough to leave Max out there to die.

- What else can we do?

- I'm gonna go take care of him.

- No.

And I'm not risking you out there.

- Well what, are you gonna go out there?

- No.

But I think I found a way to kill two birds

with one stone.

(intense music)

(beeping)

- The missiles will be refueled and ready

for Operation Clean Sweep in seven days.

- That's a delay of a day, Jim.

Why's that?

- Not getting cold feet, are you, General?

- We're simply having to ready

more service-to-air missiles.

There's been an increase in drone activity.

- More drones?

- [Man] Around double.

- God.

- What is it?

- I got through to London.

- Under my orders.

- Madam President.

May I ask why you broke quarantine?

- I didn't put us in quarantine,

the rest of the world did.

As far as I'm concerned, it's not their call.

- What did London say?

Or rather, what did you say to compromise our plan?

- I told my ex-wife, she can be trusted.

- And overheard, we must advance the attack!

- They're watching us, wanting to see what we can do,

what we will do.

- Vertus you're not, this is not gonna make

our job any easier.

- I'm aware of that, General.

But it's the best we can do.

I'm sure we have enough SAMs

to take out every drone they have patrolling.

- And that'll cause another delay, Madam President.

- We are hunting, gentlemen.

One of my favorite things to do.

And my father taught me that if you only have one bullet,

make sure you have a clean shot.

See to it.

(beeping)

- All right, gentlemen, moving on.

The next item on the agenda is the budget increase

for defense spending.

Gentlemen, I think we've covered

all we need for today.

Let's pick this up again tomorrow, shall we?

- Mister.

- Thank you.

Have a seat, Matthew.

I take it your presence does not mean good news.

When I became the PM,

my predecessor said if I went a week

without a visit from your department,

I was doing a good job.

- The vampires fired a short ranged missile

into the No Man's Land region 48 hours ago.

- A missile.

48 hours ago, why am I only learning of this now?

- We've just confirmed it.

In all honestly, the drones and satellites

haven't been paying enough attention.

Too busy watching the populous.

- I thought neither the humans or the vampires

had access to any such technology.

- That was a--

- A guess.

- Yes.

The military may have been overrun,

but they wouldn't of all been killed.

Military personnel may have been turned.

- And with it, their knowledge.

- Sir, before the quarantine,

we launched systematic airstrikes

to ensure as many military bases as possible

would be destroyed.

- But we couldn't destroy them all.

That's the problem with a wall.

You're protected, but you can't see what you're caging.

Sephora?

- It's on its way.

- Well, that's something at least.

- There was one other thing, Prime Minister.

- What is that?

- Sephora.

Perhaps that would give them false hope.

- My children playing upstairs, dragons and knights,

rescuing a damsel in distress.

A glorious and simple rendition of right and wrong,

good and evil.

I sometimes wonder what they would make

of the notion of us abandoning the United States.

- It was to save--

- Ourselves.

The rest of the world.

Yes.

I suppose.

We've wiped the vampire infection from our shores,

but we'll have to fight it on the frontline some day.

This war is not something

we can bury our head in the sand about.

- The wall will protect us, sir.

- Are you a fan of history, Matthew?

- I like to live in the here and now.

- History teaches us things from time to time, you know.

What springs to mind for me,

is every occasion in history

where man has built a wall to keep things out,

or contain them, or separate them.

Siege of Troy, the Great Wall of China, Berlin Wall.

- Sir, if I may--

- My point is, Matthew, is that walls crumble.

The enemy will always find a way

to climb over a barrier to the freedom

because they want to get out

more than we want to keep them in.

- Your orders, Prime Minister.

- Pray that Sephora tips the balance.

(dramatic music)

(cars honking)

(beeping)

(mysterious music)

- Sir, what are you doing here?

- I have to come to watch your work.

- You know, visiting us won't expedite the process.

- Do I detect a tone in that response?

- No, no, I simply mean that it's--

- I need immediate results.

I cannot delay any longer.

- Listen, with all due respect,

this isn't a case of--

- I am tired of waiting!

Tell me, were you born or turned?

Were you born or turned?

- I was turned.

- [Man] When?

- Austria, 1947.

- I have lived for centuries.

I have watched kings and queens reign and fall,

I have seen the humans slowly but surely,

blindly kill each other.

I have waited!

And I'll confess, I'm tired of waiting.

Tired of waiting for our time,

of waiting for our moment.

Now you will work.

You will finish what I started,

and I will be here right next to you

until it is done.

Do you understand?

- Yeah.

- Get to it.

(ominous music)

(winds blowing)

- [Man] Attention all personnel.

Please submit your weapons and ammunition

inventory to the quartermaster by--

- Hey.

Hey.

- Hey.

- What is it?

- He's still out there, it's not right.

- He betrayed your father.

If he would do it one time,

he would do it again.

- You sound like you agree with him.

- It's because I do.

- Why?

- This isn't the time for disloyal people, Adam,

it's time to stand up and be counted.

- Yeah, I get that.

There's gotta be another way.

There's not enough good men in the world.

- There's still a few of them.

- Yeah.

Let me know when you find one.

- I think I already have.

- I need a word with her, alone.

- [Man] Attention all personnel.

The Haven ravine is on alert status report

until the storm passes.

- What do you want?

- Do you know how to read a map?

- [Woman] Yes.

- Good.

Because L.A.'s too far away,

and if they're already after you,

you won't have time.

- So, where?

- There's another base,

about 10 miles southwest of here.

They have a working radio comms unit

as far as I know,

and you'll be able to relay the message to L.A.

- Won't they just shoot me?

- It's possible, but if that happens,

I'm sure you'd be able to handle yourself.

Also, I'll be able to give you a base passcode.

- What is it?

- Echo 924.

- 924, what will that do?

- It'll hopefully mean they don't shoot you on sight.

- Won't they just think that I killed you

and got it out of you?

- It's a risk you'll have to take.

- Very well.

- This is the message.

Make sure it gets through, whatever that means.

- I will.

(tense music)

(radio chatter)

- Go.

Go.

Go.

- We'll need to look at building

another desalination plant, off San Diego.

The current plants are already stretched.

Having such limited access to freshwater

lakes and rivers is taking its toll.

And BioCore requested increased supplies

of plasma and platelets,

with the blood donations.

Andrew, are you listening?

Talk to me, what's on your mind?

- I know about the leukemia.

- I see.

- I'm going to need you to think

about your own future.

- In a little less than a week,

either this nation will finally

be free of the vampire virus,

and we'll be able to step back out into the world,

or there won't be a future for any of us.

Either way, I have to see it through.

(dramatic music)

(beeping)

- [Adam] These are all the people that have

lost their lives since we've been here.

- Here.

Let me show you something.

- What is it?

- It's simple, but effective.

It'll buy you time,

but it only works on newly turned vampires,

they're still adjusting.

It's a silver nitrate compound.

It turns newly turned vampires weak,

or at least as weak as humans.

It blurs vision, it causes pain too.

- Does it affect you?

- I'm not newly turned.

- Oh.

Right, thanks.

- What is it?

- It's just that if I ever got that close to a vampire

it would be too late.

Whatever was gonna happen, would happen.

- We're masters of our own fate, you know.

- You sound so certain of that.

- Nothing is set, Adam.

Nothing.

We can always change, change our path.

- Is that what you were gonna do

when you came here?

(mysterious music)

- I was trying.

If I died trying to do the right thing,

then so be it.

- My dad said that some of your people

have gone to the desert to die.

- Yes, well, we're not all monsters.

- So what changed?

- [Man] Attention all personnel,

all team radio specialists are relieved of guard duty--

- I saw a reason to live.

- Do you need to feed again?

- No.

- You'll need your strength.

- No, Adam.

- I'm just trying to help.

- I know.

- Why won't you let me get close to you?

- It's...

It's hard to explain.

(throat clears)

- You ready, Yvonne?

- Almost.

- Adam, Phillip could do with some help

by the generator.

- Dad--

- Now.

- Take care of yourself.

- I will.

- [Man] Attention all personnel.

There will be a memorial tomorrow morning

at 0900 hours to commemorate our 13 fallen comrades.

- I know you're not affected by the weather,

but there are sinkholes out there.

- Sinkholes.

- They're large, hard to see.

You get stuck in one,

it will delay you and the message getting through.

- Thank you.

- I'm not gonna thank you for delivering this message,

or even for giving me the information.

The way I see it, your kind owe it to us,

they took everything we had.

- I want you to live, all of you.

Even you, Gerry.

My kind are not the future, I know that.

I walked from that to die alone,

but Adam found me instead,

and so, fate has taken its course.

- I'm gonna ask you for something, a favor.

Two, actually.

And if you do this for me,

maybe I'll start to believe you're something else

other than the monster I know you are,

and it'll show me you care about my son.

- What are you asking me for?

- You want to hear it or not?

- Very well.

- Favor one.

Say by some miracle of God you make it there,

you deliver the message and you get back here.

I know you'll see my son again.

And when you do, you break his heart.

In doing so, you save your future.

You do that for me?

(ominous music)

- I understand.

And the second favor?

- There's a man outside, Max.

A good friend.

He just lost his way.

- And?

- And Adam is right.

You'll need to feed again.

- I see.

- So the favor is, make it quick.

(tense music)

- But our purpose is clear.

To destroy the human population,

like a virus, our disease,

and then I learned of the blood,

of the synthesized blood.

I realized your plan was not to co-exist with the humans,

but to wipe the Earth instead.

- You know, we are making progress.

- No rush.

- I could not be part of that world.

- Something troubling you, Victor?

- Possibly.

- What's the problem?

- I cannot be part of this world.

I'm sorry.

- Succeeding.

- I see.

- Do you?

- I do.

I'm a scientist, and I am the Oppenheimer to your Darwin.

- I'm not sure I quite understand that.

- You and Marcus came up with this notion,

this idea to synthesize the blood,

so we can live without the humans,

much like how Darwin observed animals and plants

adapting to their new environments

in order to survive.

- It's simple evolution.

- Survival of the fittest.

- Exactly.

But so if Marcus and I are representative

of Darwin and evolution,

than how does Oppenheimer fit in?

- He was the director of the Manhattan Project, 1945.

He invented the atomic bomb.

- Ah.

Scientific invention that ended a war,

and saved a lot of lives.

- That's probably true.

However, when Oppenheimer saw the bombs dropped

on Hiroshima and Nagasaki,

he lost his belief that his discovery

would be his life's proudest moment.

In fact, he said "I am become death, destroyer of worlds."

- He lacked perspective.

- Perhaps he did.

And it wasn't his place to question

the application of his discovery.

His purpose was to provide the tools

to his masters,

and the execution of their agenda.

(ominous music)

(wind blowing)

- Father, please allow me the strength

to carry out this cruel and vicious act.

Please allow me the strength to--

- Madam President, I...

I'm sorry.

- It's fine.

- I didn't know you were religious.

- I pray when evil walks the soil.

Martin, we've had our differences, haven't we?

- You didn't want a yes man.

- Very true.

But we're both fighting the same war.

- Absolutely, Madam President.

- You may not agree always,

but I value your commitment to what you see

is the right course of action,

and your commitment to the chain of command.

- I'm your soldier, Madam President.

Our disagreements are contained

within these walls only.

- What do you want, General?

- The silos are ready.

- The window?

- 12 hours.

The prevailing winds are strong enough

to carry the fallout into the Atlantic.

- The nuclear yield on these missiles?

- Low, but strong enough to get the job done.

- What about Europe?

- The wind has to go somewhere.

- They understand.

- All we need is your official order to launch.

- Of course.

- This will give time for the Florida militia

to prepare their forces for attack.

- Thank you.

Is there anything else?

- Not for now, Madam President.

- Are you not a religious man, General?

- I was.

Needless to say, recent events, they...

- May I ask?

- [Martin] Ma'am.

- The initial breakouts, where were you?

- Turkey.

- Your family?

I'm sorry.

- They were in D.C.

Whether they were killed or turned,

I still don't know that.

- You never knew?

- No.

- But that could mean--

- Yes.

That over there, they still could be alive

one way or another.

- I see.

- That's why I don't have much time

for religion these days.

- Thank you, General.

- Ma'am.

If I might say, Madam President,

and with all due respect,

God's not gonna save us.

We have to save ourselves.

(mysterious music)

- Dearest Lord.

Please allow me the strength to complete

this heinous act.

Please forgive us for the damage

we will wreak on your creation.

(winds blowing)

(lightning strikes)

- Hello?

Hello?

(mysterious music)

- Hey!

No sudden moves.

Do not move.

Scan her!

- She ain't no innocent little girl,

she's a God damn vampire.

- I have a message.

- Pass the message on to your maker.

- Echo 924.

Echo 924.

- [Soldier] Where did you get that?

- Gerry gave it to me.

- Yeah, right before you killed him, I bet.

- He gave me a message, for you.

- Stand down.

Give it to me.

Open it.

Last time I checked, we're not in the habit

of using vampires for couriers.

- I wanted to help.

- Really?

- We're not all on the same side.

- This is militia commander Gerry Wells.

My passcode is Echo 924.

I have an urgent message that needs to be relayed

to the President of the United States.

I'll cut straight to the point, Madam President.

The vampire population we're about to invade

are bracing for the Sunday event.

They've developed a blood synthesis,

something that can replace our need

for supplying the blood.

I've got this information from my unusual

choice of messenger.

She's the girl that gave us the intel,

she may know more.

You may wish to interrogate her,

but this isn't a violation.

They intend to destroy us.

This is Gerry Wells at The Haven, out.

- What do we do?

- Relay the video to London.

- Yes, sir!

(tense music)

(beeping)

- You are certain?

- Yes.

- How?

- Our spotters.

- What was it then?

- It was a Hercules transport plane.

British markings.

- The rest of the world cut us off,

to contain us.

- Perhaps they've been given a reason to investigate.

- Do you think they know?

- About the synthesis?

- It would be the only reason.

- And if they have, it'll also ruin

our element of surprise.

- Is the synthesis ready for mass production?

- It is.

- Tell them to begin immediately.

- What about--

- Yvonne?

Your sweet, innocent daughter

who may well bring about our downfall.

What would you have me do, Victor?

- Only your wisdom would know.

- Order retrieval team.

No half measures this time.

- To do what?

- You needn't worry, Victor.

I want her alive.

(ominous music)

- [Prime Minister] They encountered no problems?

- [Man] No, sir.

- The thick storm front would have provided them

with ample cover.

- Thank God for small mercies.

- As far as we know, they've been on schedule,

Prime Minister.

- As far as we know.

- Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

That will be all for now.

- I don't know about you,

but I think I need a drink.

- I wouldn't say no.

- The man out there, Lowe, is he good?

- The best.

- Suppose that's something.

- [Matthew] What are you thinking, sir?

- That I can't see.

- Sir?

Thank you.

- What we're doing.

I feel like I'm walking into a room

shrouded in darkness.

Stumbling about and bumping into the furniture.

Only I fear I may break something valuable

in the process.

- And all we can do is wait.

- Yes.

And I'm not feeling particularly patient.

- What about the rest of Europe?

China, have you spoken to them?

- Heaven's no, not yet.

- Well, don't you think that they'd be--

- Angry?

Absolutely.

I take small comfort in the fact

that we'll be forgiven.

- And you're certain about that, Prime Minister?

- Of course.

The real enemy is still very much out there.

And very real.

- And what do you think he'll do?

- Torture.

Perhaps.

- Have you seen?

- Yes.

- And?

- She won't survive it.

- He kills them?

- No.

He breaks them.

- Oh my God.

- He just tortures them until they're not--

- Enough, Victor.

- [Victor] What would you have me do?

- What any good father would do.

- Nile.

Marcus knows I killed him.

- You're hiding behind excuses.

- Killing one of our own is a serious offense.

I love her, Marta, but--

- Then prove yourself.

Prove that you do love her.

- This will be a dangerous game we'll play.

- Then play it, we must.

(tense music)

- You scare me sometimes.

- Why?

- You have so many faces.

I wonder which one you're showing me.

- [Gerry] You're the most beautiful thing

in the world for free.

- [Man] Attention all personnel.

Please inform your team leader

if you would like to speak at tomorrow's memorial

at 0900 hours.

- You know, there are times you look a lot like her.

- It's yours.

- Keep it.

I have a head full of memories.

- Sometimes I forget things about her.

Is that bad?

- No.

You have to put it in context, you know.

Think of something she said, or something you did.

Remember your birthday party at the waterpark?

- Yeah.

That was a good day.

- Same day as that photo.

- [Adam] Where were you?

- [Gerry] Taking the picture.

- Do you ever forget things about her?

- Oh, no.

Your mother wasn't a woman you easily forgot.

- [Adam] She did have a nice smile.

- Yeah.

Seven billion smiles on the planet on one stage,

and hers was my favorite.

Her smile could light up a whole room.

But you know what?

She had the worst laugh in the world,

it was disgusting.

Really disgusting.

- Did she? (chuckles)

- It didn't fit the picture.

- I don't even remember that.

- I miss her smile.

- [Man] Attention all personnel.

Please submit your weapons and ammunition inventory

to the quartermaster by 0800 tomorrow.

- You're worried about her.

- Is it that obvious?

- Yeah.

But I'm your dad, so.

- I can't help how I feel.

- I know.

Neither can she.

- What do you mean?

- She's a soulless killer, son.

- Dad, she's not--

- You're gonna sit there and tell me

she never killed a human, to feed on?

- She has fed on them,

but she's never killed anyone.

- No, son.

Next time you see her, if you see her,

ask her what happened to Max.

- What, what?

- Max.

You hear him trying to get in here anymore?

She was hungry, she needed to feed.

- But she's not a murderer.

- No.

But it is in her nature.

- How you doing?

- I'm fine.

- I can't help being curious.

- Why?

- Your kind.

I've not seen one before, in the flesh.

You look like you could be my daughter.

I daresay you're older than me, aren't you?

Answer me honestly.

Could we take you out?

Hm?

I don't like secrets, I'm a military man.

Keep it simple, keep it truthful.

So...

Could we take you out?

- You have six men watching me,

all of which have their rifles pointed at me.

Some of them are tired, not too tired,

but tired enough.

If I move, they'll be half a second

too late to save you.

The remaining three are ready,

two of them have their fingers on the trigger

halfway from pushing down.

That's four bullets.

Each of those bullets would find their target.

- But they wouldn't stop you.

- No.

- And is this where you boast that we're only alive

because you--

- It is.

And you are.

- You're quite the machine.

There are some governments out there

that would love to get their hands on you.

Looks like an angel, murders like a demon.

- I have never killed a human.

- Oh?

Not a human, one of your own kind then?

- I've done what I had to do.

- And you'll sympathize with us, our mission.

- What mission is that?

- We don't intend to defeat you,

we intend to make you extinct.

- Darwinism in action.

- Yeah, you could say that.

- So what do we do next?

- Head to The Haven.

- To The Haven to do what?

- They were attacked before, they could be again.

- You seem desperately keen to save the man

who suggested torture to keep you occupied.

- Not for him.

- [Commander] Another vampire?

- No, it's...

Someone I...

- What?

- A human.

- Yes, of course, that's right.

You've got some walking doe-eyed blood bag following you

who thinks he's in love with you, right?

- That sounds like propaganda.

We're a lot like you,

just a shadowy reflection.

- We're not like you at all.

Don't you forget what you are!

Monsters.

- So, what will you do?

- Whatever I decide to do.

Make use of your time while you're here.

Nothing lasts forever.

(mysterious music)

- So, Marcus.

I trust you are here to update us

on the progress of the synthesis.

- I am.

But first, allow me to propose a toast

to the glory of our kind!

- A toast is all well and good,

but it doesn't really tell us much

about the progress of the synthesis.

- Is it ready?

- Yes.

- [Woman] May we test it?

- You just have.

- This is it?

- Yes, it is.

Created by the finest minds of our kind.

- So it's done.

- It is!

With the synthesis of this blood,

we are no longer reliant on the humans.

With our strength, we can crush them all.

- Then...

We will open up our borders

for the greatest hunt this world has ever seen.

- I ask only one favor.

- A favor?

- A small prize for the miracle

I bring before you today.

- Out with it.

- I realize that our forces are in preparation

on the borders,

but I ask for 24 hours before we attack.

- Excuse me?

- 24 hours.

- Why do I sense a scheme, Marcus?

- Because Marcus is a man who believes

he is always 10 paces ahead of everyone else.

- And it's for that very reason

that I ask for 24 hours.

With the Council's permission.

- Very well.

You have your 24 hours.

But then we must act swiftly, Marcus.

The world will be watching,

and we want to see it tremble at our feet.

(ominous music)

- Okay, General.

What's the situation?

- All SAMs are ready to be moved into position,

Madam President.

- Their targets?

- All patrolling drones have been targeted.

- Will we get them all?

- We've got more SAMs than drone,

this is their quietest patrolling period.

- How long 'til Europe can launch

their reinforcement drones?

- An hour, from the vessels in the Atlantic.

Given the range, we estimate three hours flying time

before they reach the East Coast.

- Four hour window?

I don't like it.

- What's there to like?

- Once we hit those drones,

there's no going back.

- London?

General, any news from No Man's Land?

- Nothing, Madam President.

And nothing from The Haven.

- Madam President, that could mean

they're on the offensive already.

Hordes of them can be crossing

into No Man's Land as we speak.

- All right, General.

Move the SAMs.

- Yes, Madam President.

(tense music)

- This is Lieutenant Williams calling The Haven,

does anyone receive me, over?

(radio static)

- You said the radio at The Haven

was out of action.

- Yes.

- That's convenient, isn't it?

- If you think it's a trap, it isn't.

- Our radio has limited range.

We have to go to L.A. to deliver the video message.

- I thought you sent it on already.

- To London.

We'll await their word.

- But they need it here, it's not for London,

it's for the President.

I promised Gerry I would get it to the right hands.

- You have.

- Then I'll die at The Haven.

The humans wanted the outpost to fall.

- And you are the one to stop that.

- I'm stronger, faster.

- Than your own kind?

- You'd be surprised.

You don't trust me, do you?

But you trust the video message even less.

What do I have to gain?

- I don't know if the video message is genuine,

we can't make connection with

anyone in the government here,

I can't figure out who's friend and who's foe.

- And?

- And I keep thinking that maybe you've killed

everyone at the outpost.

- So there's only one way to find out.

- Yes.

You and I are going for a walk.

- Sir, with all due respect,

I can't help but think that's a stupid decision.

- Your honesty is appreciated.

We need to go to L.A.

If that video message is genuine,

they need to see it.

- Sephora?

- That too, I have mine.

- Sir--

- Those are your orders.

- Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

- I hope I'm wrong about you.

- You are.

- Time will tell.

(light buzzes)

- No, it can't be.

Adam and I made sure it was fixed this morning.

You think it's another attack?

- Won't be caught with our pants down again, no.

East Gate, reporting?

East Gate, come in?

- What's going on?

- Adam, get to the shelter.

East Gate, report in.

- Can I help?

- I'm sure you could, Romeo.

- East Gate, report in.

(loud growling)

Adam, you stay in this room with us.

- [Phillip] Hey!

- What's the feed?

- It's...

- Let me see.

- [Phillip] I can't see a damn thing.

- Switch to infrared.

- There we go.

- Go to the generator room.

- [Phillip] It's clear.

- What is it?

- I think that whatever is messing with the power

is cold blooded.

You stay in this room.

(ominous music)

- [Phillip] I'm gonna do a perimeter check.

Gerry, the power to the bases is down.

The UV system is offline.

(laughing)

- [Vampire] Gerry.

(chuckling)

Gerry.

It's tragic seeing you like this, Gerry.

(laughing)

Gerry.

I can smell your bloody, Gerry.

I can actually smell it.

(ominous music)

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