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(wind blowing)

[Narrator] Their gods were different.

Their lives were different.

They created the mystery of Stonehenge

and made mistletoe a kiss of death.

Condemned by Caesar, they took to caves

and 50 years after the death of Christ,

they disappeared from the face of the earth.

And they were the druids, the secret people,

the Sangroid blood eaters.

Midnight was their sacred hour and blood sacrifice

under the full moon their religion.

Today, when the moon is full and the wind moans through

the rocks and caves in the remote corners of the world,

people say the Sangroid druids are worshiping again

and preparing a new blood sacrifice.

(intensely dramatic music)

(mysterious music)

(car zooming)

(horn honking)

(car zooming)

(man raspily groaning)

(folk music)

Good luck, Cliff.

Aye.

Any news of Helen?

Not a word.

Been more than a week now.

Try two weeks.

Well, let's hope for the best.

I'm sure you'll hear something soon.

Artie, I don't know where Helen is and frankly,

I'm not sure I care.

Oh, come on.

Good night.

Good night, Cliff.

(door creaks and slams)

Looks like Cliff's ready for a break down.

Yeah.

Shorty, can't you get a lead on where his old lady is?

Look, I'm just a deputy.

When Chief Spano gets back from Capitol City,

we'll get started on it.

I'm just trying to keep the peace.

You been keeping this bar peaceful since the chief left.

Say, maybe she ran off with old Steve Whitaker?

(all laughing)

Hey, where is old Steve anyway?

I haven't seen him in,

it must be a few weeks now.

He's a weird old bird and his wife's crazier than he is.

What are you guys trying to do, make work for me?

Sorry Shorty, we didn't mean to interrupt your drinking.

The guy I miss is old Jim Carrey.

He hasn't been in for a week now.

Wow.

Another week without that sponge and you'll be going

out of business.

(Carrey screams) (suspenseful music)

Hang on!

Speak of the devil, here comes your best customer now,

and boy, is he loaded.

Jim?

You're kidding!

(Carrey banging on door)

You better help that man in here.

Sounds like he needs a drink.

(Carrey groaning) (suspenseful music)

(Carrey blubbering)

(water lapping)

(serene music)

Aren't you glad we came out here?

Mm-Hm.

Even if your mind's back in the laboratory?

What?

What're you talking about?

You know, this is the first time we've come out like this

since I've been back from school.

Oh, it hasn't been that long, has it?

You know it has, Don.

You've been cooped up with my father in that lab of his

for the past two weeks.

You know, I've learned more in the last year

with your father than in four years at the university.

You know, there are some things.

Daddy can't teach you.

How are you gonna learn them?

Oh I'll, start in at the bottom.

Yes, and then what?

I'll work my way up.

(slaps)

(Don chuckles)

(kissing)

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music building)

(mechanical humming) (sucking)

(mechanical humming) (sucking)

(woman groaning)

(woman sobbing)

(sucking) (dramatic music)

(woman groaning)

(Jenny laughing) (Don laughing)

Either you're getting faster or I'm slowing down.

(pants) You never give up.

Pretty soon, you'll just be another grumpy old

lab technician like Daddy. (kiss)

(Jenny chuckles)

You felt quite attached today, haven't you?

I knew you would.

You're quite a bit like him, you know.

You're just a pushover for pathologists.

Oh, I guess that's it.

You know, for a while Jenny, I wasn't sure you were

happy with the idea of my going into this field.

But I've made the decision, and you've been great.

Really.

You know of course, there's not a whole lot

of money in pathology.

Oh I don't know, Daddy did all right for me and Mom.

He's been even more wonderful since she died.

Sure but, he's one of the best.

I think you're one of the best.

(kiss)

Don, when are we gonna make our announcement?

Hm?

Our announcement.

Or are they taking that proposal of yours too literally?

What?

Oh now Jenny, you know we're gonna get married soon.

The very thought of it makes you

instantly grim, doesn't it?

It's not that.

I noticed it earlier today.

You've been acting like everything is all right but,

you've been faking it, I can tell.

What is it?

It's just that I can't get the picture of

that old man out of my mind. (dramatic hiss)

Mr. Carrey?

Yeah.

Shorty called up here for your father,

but he was out on one of his walks,

so I figured I'd better go down there myself.

You wouldn't believe (dramatic hiss)

what I saw.

Old Jim, he look like he'd...

Blew up.

I don't know any other way to describe it.

Guess that's what happens when you drink your life away.

I don't think this had anything to do with alcohol.

Frankly, it's got us all puzzled.

(sighs) I took a sample of his blood, Shorty let me do it,

and your father is examining it.

I don't know what we're gonna find.

I just wish Chief Spano were here.

[Jenny] They say nothing ever happens in Jefferson Valley.

But it seems in the last few weeks, there's been more

to talk about than I remember since I was a kid.

What?

[Jenny] Cliff Strong's wife disappearing.

People are curious why the Whitakers never come into town.

I know they keep pretty much to themselves, but still.

Sally Whitaker used to come by every Monday

to give me some hints on good down-home cooking.

Do you suppose, something's wrong with the Whitakers?

Maybe we should go up there.

I wouldn't bother.

They're getting old now and besides, no one could actually

ever call them sociable.

[Jenny] Hm, yeah, you're right.

[Anderson] Where have you two been?

Nevermind, come down to the lab.

You won't believe what's happening!

(birds chirping)

That sample of Carrey's blood,

it's undergone the most incredible transformation.

It continues to remain in an unstable state,

and has reproducing at a rate unlike any I've seen

in 40 years of study.

You know, it does look like a little more than

what I brought in last night.

Take the cover off that beaker.

There is the sample.

Then what is this?

The merest fragment of what was left in the original

test tube after I emptied it into the beaker.

That too, has been reproducing.

But what you're saying isn't possible.

I couldn't agree with you more, but there's the proof

right before your eyes.

It does give us a strong indication of what

caused Carrey's death.

But for the life of me, I can't imagine what he could

have been exposed to that could create such a

unnatural condition.

What you're saying is that his hemostatic balance

was so disturbed that...

That he blew himself to pieces.

Obviously, there is some outside agent which has

acted upon his blood cells,

accelerating their standard

growth pattern up into a wild rate.

I don't like the looks of this.

This will either be a major milestone in pathology,

or a major disaster to mankind.

Don, let's work all night if we have to until

we nail this thing down.

All right, I'm with you.

(blood fizzing)

(folk music) (bar chatter)

Tex, what the hell are you doing?

Trying to put a hole in the floor?

The more I scrub this blood stain,

the bigger it gets.

[Green Hat] That's all the alcohol in Jimmy's system

finally getting out.

That's not funny, the man's dead.

You shouldn't talk like that.

But I tell you, there's something funny about this blood.

I'm not kidding. (ominous music)

Ever since I saw that bright light out by Whitaker's,

there's been a lot of monkey business going on

in this town.

All I know is what I saw.

And I heard this crazy noise,

and that's when I saw them.

Must have been demons from hell,

All kind of floating through the mist

shooting fire in the air.

And I'll bet you saw old Whitaker sitting

at the controls of the spaceship,

with earphones on his head.

Yeah, and his old lady shoveling coal on the boiler.

If I coulda had a camera, I coulda had a picture,

and I'll bet I could get a million dollars for that picture.

What do you think they're doing with that blood sample?

[Patron #1] Hey Shorty.

Why don't you call Anderson and find out?

(coin taps)

If I wasn't so busy running the town,

I'd drop by Willow Brook Road myself to see Roy personally.

[Patron #2] Now that would be something.

Roy Anderson, a top scientist in conference with.

Shorty Culp, Jefferson's leading criminologist.

[Artie] You fellas all right?

Would you direct us to Willow Brook Road?

[Artie] Oh, you have to see somebody up there?

We have pressing business with one of the residents there.

[Patron #2] Pressing business, eh?

Oh, you guys are tailors.

[Patron #1] Hey Sam, you made the pants

too long (chuckles).

[Artie] Willow Brook Road.

Yeah, you can walk there from here,

if you're not loaded like...

Take Spring Brook Road to the end, then bare left

on Willow Pond Drive.

The pond's only about a thousand feet from there.

Which house was it that you wanted?

Thank you, we'll find it.

Your directions will be most satisfactory.

(bar chatter)

Our mission takes me to Willow Brook Road.

You will report my movements to Creton.

If they're onto something, Creton must be advised.

(wind howling) (ominous music)

(blood fizzing) Amazing, isn't it?

At this rate of growth,

within a week, the lab will be flooded with...

With human blood.

(ominous music)

I can't help thinking we should report this

to the state authorities.

I don't like it either, but remember our experiments.

What we have in these beakers

may provide a valuable clue to an eventual cure

for that plasma disorder.

Don, we may be on the brink of a great discovery.

There's some mighty unusual circumstances to Jim's death.

Nobody up to now has used the word murder.

And I don't necessarily mean murder in the natural sense.

There's something about this that seems almost...

Unearthly.

(man rapping on window)

Now do you hear something?

(suspenseful music)

(dog barking)

(dog growling and barking)

(thuds)

(dog yelping)

(dog yelping)

[Jenny] Buster?

Buster!

(dog yelping)

(water lapping)

(wind howling)

Buster!

Buster!

Come here, Buster!

(dramatic hiss)

(Jenny gasps)

Oh, Don.

Hey, what are you doing?

It's cold out here.

Buster, he's run off.

Nonsense, he's probably just chasing some wild animal.

He'll be back.

Don, I was having the strangest dream.

It was about Steve and Sally Whitaker.

I can't really remember what was happening to them,

but it seems they were calling out for my help.

You've been listening to the town gossip again.

Look, everybody knows they keep to themselves.

With Helen Strong missing, they're throwing in

the Whitakers for good measure.

Why don't you take a walk over there some time?

You're right, I should pay her a visit.

Besides, I'm way overdue on bringing her cookbook back.

And you're way overdue for bed.

(dramatic music)

(Doctor sighing) He's gone, Daddy.

I fixed his breakfast over an hour ago,

and it's still sitting there.

And you know he always eats his breakfast.

He'll come home when he's hungry.

Some of my students are the same way.

(doorbell rings)

Oh Daddy, maybe someone's found him!

Oh, it's you.

Good morning, Jenny.

(kiss)

Is that coffee I smell?

What? Oh yes.

Good morning, Don.

Good morning.

My, you're up early.

Well?

Oh Don, I'm sorry.

I'll get you a cup.

She's very upset.

Frankly, so am I.

Buster?

You know, there are blood stains down by the brook.

Looks to me like there was some kind of struggle

there last night.

Probably woodchucks.

Is that all you're having for breakfast?

Oh Don, can I get you eggs and bacon?

(chuckles) That sounds great.

Now listen, after breakfast,

why don't we jump in my car and drive through town,

and maybe we can find Buster?

How would you like your eggs?

Scrambled, like you.

Oh you.

(Chuckles) See that?

We're not married yet and already she's

treating me like a husband.

Don't you wish?

Come here you.

(doorbell ringing) [Jenny] I'll get it.

(suspenseful music)

Coming!

(Jenny screams)

(sobbing)

Whoever did this, I'll kill him!

Take care of her, Roy.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic hiss)

[Anderson] That dog meant the world to Jenny.

How'd she take it, Roy?

Strange, but I think she kind of expected it.

[Don] Does she know?

Oh, how can tell a girl that her dog is not only dead,

but that some fiend, some thing has drained every

corpuscle of blood from its body?

Well not quite, we got enough for a slide.

Have you analyzed it yet?

It's another case of marked accelerated progeneration.

Like Jim Carrey.

(Don sighs)

There is absolutely no foundation in chemical pathology

for this phenomenon. (insightful music)

Nothing on earth could possibly promote the cellular growth

that we've seen in this laboratory.

I'm afraid we're dealing with a force

we know nothing about.

(window thuds)

(slow whimsical music)

[Wife] Now Milton, you're supposed to carry me

over threshold.

Oh, come on.

[Wife] Come on, honey.

Okay.

(grunts) Get the door.

Here you go, oh gee! (wife laughs)

(both muffled while playing)

Hey, they have a TV here.

I told you this was a first-class motel.

Oh Milton.

This is the happiest day of my life.

Oh Milton.

I am getting a little tired though.

Would you like to get ready for bed?

Don't you wanna watch The Late Show, honey?

[Wife] Milton, we just got married!

We don't have to watch The Late Show anymore.

Oh yeah.

I'll be right back.

Okay, hurry up.

(serene music)

Whoopee!

Well, do you like it?

Oh yeah.

Are you finished in there?

Oh, don't be too long, Milton.

You wouldn't like for someone to come through the window

and carry me off, would you?

(kiss)

No, I wouldn't.

I'm just gonna take a quick shower.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

(kiss)

(serene music)

(water splashing)

(rustling cothes)

(door slams)

(water splashing)

(rustling)

(water splashing)

(shower door slams)

(serene music)

Do you need any help in there?

I give great back rubs.

[Milton] Take it easy honey.

We have a whole lifetime together.

(dramatic music)

(water splashing)

(Milton gasps)

(groaning)

(thuds)

(thuds) (Milton groaning)

(thuds)

(thudding)

(dramatic music)

Why?

I wish to god I knew.

Why would somebody be trying to scare us like that?

I put in a call to Chief Spano and the phone lines

to Capitol City are down.

They got hit pretty hard by that storm.

Buster, my little bear.

(sobs) Oh Don, why?

[Anderson] Don!

Come quick!

You won't believe what's happening!

(mechanical humming) (sucking)

I can't stop it!

(intense music)

To one Zadedanine,

daughter of Thelian,

child of dawn,

Droshe of Nemed,

queen of the Sangroid,

your Feast of Menenon grows near, and still we,

your blood servants, have not your blood host.

Be patient a bit longer, my Queen Onhorrid.

This time, we shall be ready when your hour is at hand.

Egon has brought two more.

[Ogmar] Pray forgive us, but not the host we seek.

This is but from one.

Were are two captured?

(Milton screaming)

Egon is processing the man.

He was badly beaten and could not survive the

reproductive effects of the Menenon cup.

I sometimes feel that Egon's methods are rather excessive.

Perhaps, but his zeal knows no bounds.

Have the woman processed as soon as the man is finished.

(wind roaring)

(mechanical humming)

(blood sucking) (Milton blubbering)

Sontag.

Only a few precious days remaining till the feast.

Thrice before we have failed to provide our queen

with a suitable host.

Should we fail again, the prince of darkness may take her,

and with her goes our own life force.

She is the last queen of the Sangroid, and with her,

as she passes into the underworld, if it happens,

goes our own glorious race.

Oh Sontag, surely you can save us.

Creton, I must confess, I enjoyed my years in this land.

My work, my friends.

It was as if I were one of them.

No one knew the truth, save for those whom I took for food.

But when I felt my own life force ebbing,

I knew you and the others had not found

the host for Onhorrid.

When you finally came to this place, my heart wept bitterly.

But my Lord Druid, I know my duty.

Do not fear, Idana will live,

and the Sangroid will be eternal.

[Creton] Sontag.

Even if the prince of darkness brought.

Idana this one more time,

We cannot continue to exist here on the poor blood

these people offer.

People who are on this farm, that woman Strong,

the drunkard who escaped.

I cannot forgive Egon, his negligence,

leaving that man unguarded while he set forth

to satisfy his own gluttenous appetites.

But should find the host, there will be no further

need for this secondary nourishment.

Our queen will breathe her own life into her people,

and smite her enemies with a simple touch of her hand.

Egon, Ogmar, Herod, all of you out!

Find the one we seek, the one whose blood does not

respond to the fruit of Menenon,

the one with the strength to resurrect the queen

of the Sangroid. (wind roaring)

(birds chirping)

(Don knocking)

(door slams)

I thought I told you to get a good night's sleep.

[Don] Has it began to recede yet?

No, it's still maintaining the same level.

However, at least we've arrested the hemostatic growth.

But it still remains dangerously unstable.

My thought is that it could go either way.

We've got to try to find a way to reverse it back

to that original sample by finding a reagent.

How's our girl this morning?

Oh, much the same.

Were you having any luck getting through to Capitol City?

The operator said not before this evening.

Where'd you get that?

Oh, I found it in the woods,

I was looking for Buster.

Really?

How unusual.

Strange alloy of some kind.

You know, I can't identify this metal?

It's quite heavy for its size and yet it's

(clinks) too hard for lead (tapping).

I thought I'd give it to Jenny as a pendant.

Was this found near the scene of the struggle?

Yes, right near there.

There's a fellow on the faculty at the university

by the name of Kinski who has a hobby

of identifying this kind of artifact.

I'll give him a ring.

Maybe he'll come down and have a look at it.

(dial tapping)

(phone ringing)

Cameron here.

Yes Anderson, how are you?

Yes, Kinski did have this office, but he left

on some sort of research project about a month ago.

No, I'm sorry, you know how secretive he is

about his work.

Well, did he leave a number where we could reach him?

Yes, it is rather important.

Why do you ask?

He left us very specific instructions not to disturb him.

But I'm sure he wouldn't mind hearing from you.

Just give me a minute to find it.

462783, right?

Thanks Cameron.

I'll be seeing you.

Old Kinski's off on one of his field trips.

But I did get a number where he could be reached.

(dial tapping)

(phone ringing)

[Kinski] Yes?

Hello, Kinski?

This is Roy Anderson.

[Kinski] How did you find me?

Why yes, of course it's good to hear from you but,

I've only a minute.

An artifact?

Can you describe it?

Yes, I'd like very much to look at it.

In fact, I'm not too far from you.

I'll drive over this evening.

Ahh, that's wonderful.

We'll be expecting you.

(suspenseful music)

With whom were you speaking?

While Egon was slaughtering that dog

for his perverse pleasures, he managed to lose

the Key of Menenon.

That stupid blundering fool!

Without that key, we cannot continue to supply the blood

from those who give it to us.

Nor can we determine the true host.

Egon, Egon!

[Egon] Creton, my lord.

Druid of the Sangroid.

The Key of Menenon.

(suspenseful music)

I seem to have misplaced it. (wind roaring)

[Creton] Then to the processing chamber with you

until you can remember it.

If you cannot, then you will be feeling the hot breath

of the prince of the underworld this night.

[Egon] No Creton, I will get it back.

No my lord, our numbers are too few already.

I will retrieve the key.

Excellent, Sontag.

The key for Egon's life.

But how do you propose to find one small key

in the dense fields traveled by Egon in his

unquenchable thirst for blood?

Blood for his own addictive needs.

[Egon] My lord, have mercy.

I've already made arrangements with the man

who possesses the key.

Fortunately, he's an old colleague of mine here,

and should get it from him without any hesitation.

Fine, Sontag.

You can make up for the mistake made by this

blundering fool! (Egon grunts)

Even now as we waste time on you, our queen Onhorrid

hungers for the blood whose only we can provide.

As the hand of Satan is crunching at her throat.

All of you out, find the blood host that we need!

(suspenseful music)

[Cliff] There's something in these bushes.

(panting) What the hell?

(Cliff gasping)

(Cliff screams)

(Cliff grunts)

(Cliff panting)

(weapon thuds) (Cliff groans)

(folk music)

♫ We're lost in the ways

♫ Adrift in the night

♫ On a raft made of stars

♫ We're floating unseen

♫ As we search for our dreams

(birds chirping)

(car engine roaring)

(car revving)

(folk music)

I've been thinking about Sally Whitaker.

I think I'll go over there.

Besides, I owe her that cookbook.

Look, I don't want to sound melodramatic,

but I'd prefer if you didn't go anywhere for a few days,

at least until the chief gets back.

I thought you said it was a good idea.

I know, but...

[Radio Announcer] We interrupt our regular programming

to bring you this important bulletin.

A double kidnapping has taken place at the Cozy Rest Motel

in Jefferson Valley.

According to hotel management, a room occupied by

newlyweds Mr. and Mrs. Milton Greenman, was discovered

in disarray by cleaning woman Sally Rederman.

Ms. Rederman described the room as a bloody mess.

The couple had disappeared and evidence of foul play

could be found from one end of the

blood-strewn room to another.

Blood covered all of the bathroom fixtures.

Judging by the clothing found in the room,

the Greenmans were in their night clothes

when the crime took place.

Deputy Sheriff Shorty Culp in charge in the absence

of Chief Spano, who was attending the Rogers trial

in Capitol City, responded to our WJEV News call

with the following statement:

[Deputy Culp] I have no comment to make until

the chief gets back from Capitol City.

[Radio Announcer] For further bulletins, stay tuned to...

Oh Don, what now?

Now you are going to bed.

(kiss)

(wind blowing)

(door slams)

(car revving)

I couldn't agree with you more.

Oh, that's the way it goes every time.

Oh, look who's here. (door slams)

Good evening, Dr. Kinski, how are you?

Good evening Jenny.

You're looking more lovely than I remember you.

Why thank you.

Daddy, how are you this evening (kiss)?

Tell me, did you have a nice time?

Yes, but don't let me keep you two.

Good night.

[Anderson] Good night, dear.

[Kinski] Jenny.

Now, getting back to this trinket Roy,

and that's all it really is.

(suspenseful music)

I'll take it back with me and have the metal analyzed

since you're so interested.

Sorry I can't tell you it's some rare relic

from the Mayans, but I'm afraid it's just a cheap copy

from some penny arcade.

[Anderson] Good night, Kinski.

And be sure to call me if you learn anything.

(door slams)

(sucking) (mechanical humming)

(Tex screaming and blubbering)

(Tex blubbering)

(sucking) (mechanical humming)

(Tex blubbering)

(suspenseful music)

(Tex screaming)

(Jenny gasps)

[Jenny] Dr. Kinski.

I'm sorry I startled you.

You're all out of breath.

What are you doing out here?

I thought you were going to bed.

[Jenny] Oh I couldn't sleep,

and that man had frightened me.

I'll just hurry on home.

[Sontag] Your father would be very worried.

(sucking) (mechanical humming)

(Tex exhales)

(birds chirping)

Was that the drifter?

Yes.

He has spun his last tale.

Were you successful?

Excellent, excellent.

Now come, let us prepare for the repast.

The drifter has brought a fresh supply of blood

and Egon said it is bountiful.

(ominous music)

How's it feel to be a radio star?

Just doing my job.

Part of a deputy's work is protector of the people.

Seems like everybody in Jefferson County

heard me on the radio.

Did you get any leads on those honeymooners?

Yeah, I'm asking a few questions,

putting the pieces together, you might say.

I'll have a full report for George when he gets back.

Between the two of us, we'll close the case

in a couple of days.

Oh yeah?

Well, what did you find out?

Well, we know who they were.

We have their pictures and I know that

they just got married.

Yeah, so?

Well, we're taking it from there.

You don't know any more now than you did this morning.

What do you mean?

I know things I can't reveal in the bar here.

[Patron #1] (scoffs) Give him another drink

and he'll tell all.

It's my theory that it was a lovers' quarrel.

He made some smart remark and she beat his head in.

[Patron #1] That's some theory, Shorty.

Here, have another drink.

[Patron #2] Say, did you ever find anything about that

blood sample they took from Jim?

I called Anderson, but he wouldn't tell me anything

over the telephone.

He thinks I'm some kind of moron

or something. (phone ringing)

It's your telephone, I'll get that.

Hello, police annex, Deputy Culp at the bar.

Oh, hello George.

[Spano] Listen, you dummy! (wind roaring)

I'm down to my last dime.

I've been trying to get a hold of you all day.

I called all over town.

Why aren't you in the office?

Nevermind, I don't wanna hear your excuses.

What's going on up there?

I go away for three days, the place turns into a madhouse.

[Patron #1] Give 'em hell, Shorty!

[Spano] I can't get through tonight.

I got a motel room here.

I'll try to get through tomorrow.

And you better be sober when I arrive.

(wind roaring)

(haunting music)

(dramatic hiss)

(dramatic hiss)

(dramatic hiss)

Ah, Chief, good to hear from you.

Where are you?

Thank heavens.

Madhouse is hardly the word for it.

Can you come up here right away?

Wonderful, I'll be waiting.

Glad you're here, Chief.

Come on in, Jenny's got the coffee on.

[Jenny] Welcome back, Chief.

Hi Jenny, how you been?

Where's Buster?

(Jenny sobbing)

(door slams)

Did I say something wrong?

Come sit down, Chief.

I'll fill you in from the beginning.

Last Monday, old Jim Carrey dropped dead.

(serene music)

[Spano] You were lucky to arrest it.

We worked half the night to stop it.

But we still don't know the cause.

We can't be sure it won't act up again.

It's still very unstable.

I'm a little sorry I came back.

And now this thing with Tex.

You know Roy?

All this funny business started with the Whitakers.

Maybe I should start my investigation up there.

[Anderson] I only hope she imagined that scream she heard.

I'll go up there in the morning

and get to the bottom of this.

(Spano knocking)

(Spano knocking)

Can I help you, sir?

Yes, yes, I'm looking for the Whitakers.

Sorry, you a few weeks too late.

They've gone to California on an extended vacation.

They were good enough to lease this place to me

while they were away.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

My name is Woodrow Kinski.

We're doing research here on a university grant.

Yes, I heard Professor Anderson speak of you.

But he didn't mention that you were here.

Oh well...

I only told the university people.

I like to work in complete privacy.

Just what kind of work is it that you do?

Well...

At present, we're investigating the causal factors

involved in the atomic breakdown of non-ferrous metal

alloys when subjected to a excessive bombardment

from solar waves in the omega grouping.

Oh, I think I understand.

Well anyway, I'm sorry to interfere with your work.

It's just that I was a little concerned about the Whitakers,

and I just wanted a little look around.

If it'll make you feel better,

you're welcome to come inside.

That won't be necessary, I'll be on my way.

Sorry to bother you.

Oh, one thing.

When will the Whitakers be back?

Well they left no definite date, but I expect

to hear from them shortly.

I think you hit on something.

I wish I'd thought of it before.

By accident, there was some green dye on this last slide

that mixed with the blood.

When I looked at it, there it was, big as life.

But what is it?

Have a look.

You reversed it.

A simple mixture of iodine and household ammonia.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Yes, Chief.

Kinski?

That's certainly very odd.

He was here just the other night and he never men...

Oh, I see.

Well, I knew he was working on something or other.

Strange he didn't tell me.

Did you notice anything else?

California?

Okay, thanks for calling.

Kinski's doing his experiments at the Whitakers.

They've evidently leased him the place and gone off

to California on a vacation or something.

(rotary dial scratching) (phone ringing)

(speaks foreign language) (smoke poofs)

What?

Look, I wanna speak to Dr. Kinski!

There is no Kinski here.

Is this 462,

783?

[Kinski] Give me that you...

Hello?

Hello Roy, how are you?

I hope you weren't alarmed.

My students were having some fun.

What's on your mind?

Yes, I've been working at the Whitakers.

No, I didn't mention it to you.

Truthfully, I just assumed no one knew the nature

of what we're doing here.

No Roy, nothing so glamorous, but we have been working

with atomic bombardment and you know how that sounds

to lots of people.

So you can see, we really do wanna work in privacy.

That's fine Kinski. (mechanical humming)

Good luck with your work.

Is it going well, I hope?

[Don] Well, what did he say?

He's said his work goes well.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

No Mr. Walsh, still no word on your daughter.

But we do have an APB out to all law enforcement

agencies in the state.

You told me yourself she had an argument with

her mother and ran off.

She's probably pouting somewhere, trying to work up

the courage to call you.

The best thing you can do is wait for her call

and leave the rest to us.

Fine.

(serene music)

(water lapping)

(water splashing)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful music)

(wind roaring)

(suspenseful music) (water lapping)

(wind roaring)

There's no doubt about it Roy, you did it.

[Anderson] I suggest we get started on finding

the agent which caused this.

All right, let's get right at it.

Have you forgotten?

You have a date with Jenny this afternoon.

(slaps) That's right, I forgot.

Don, Jenny needs you.

I know the work here is very interesting...

Right, I know, I've been neglecting her lately.

Good, let's call it a day.

(serene music)

Now don't forget.

1/6 of the ammonia solution and a...

[Jenny] Would you let him free?

He's mine this afternoon.

Hey, you're chipper today!

Where are you two off to?

Oh, a little drive,

and then some romance to catch up on.

(Anderson laughs)

Hey listen, did you get that artifact back from Kinski?

Did you remember?

Oh my, I really am the absent-minded professor, you know?

I saw Kinski just the other day and I forgot to ask him.

I'll call him.

Meanwhile, you two go off and have fun, huh?

[Don] See you later.

(doors slam) (car revving)

(dial tapping)

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I know all about it.

Give me Professor Kinski.

Huh?

(cars zooming)

(doorbell ringing)

[Anderson] Coming.

Ah, Kinski.

I was just calling you.

Please come in.

Yes, I got the usual double-talk from one of your students,

before he hung up on me.

Were you calling about the artifact?

That's why I'm here.

Good, tell me what you've learned about it.

It's as I suspected, just another cheap trinket

from some penny arcade.

Oh well, perhaps it will make a nice decorative

pendant for Jenny.

Oh I'm sorry, I threw it away.

I didn't know you wanted it.

Oh, that's a shame, but no loss.

So, how is your work going?

Well, we've had a few unscheduled interruptions,

but we can overcome that.

Could I fix you a drink?

What would you like?

I'll have a...

A Bloody Mary.

Tell me of your work, Roy.

What have you been up to?

[Anderson] Oh, a little of this and that.

Currently, I have a young man named Don Tucker

who's been helping me.

He's doing a paper on abnormal blood diseases.

Oh, are you working at the university?

[Anderson] Oh no, in my own lab downstairs.

Oh, I'd like very much to see it.

[Anderson] (chuckles) Well, there really isn't

very much to see.

To your health.

I'd still like very much to see that laboratory.

Oh very well, this way.

(phone ringing) Excuse me.

I'll get that, you go head down.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Ah, Cameron, how are you?

I have that information for you about registration.

(ominous music)

(test tubes clinking)

(mysterious music)

Good.

I'll see you on the 14th.

By the way Roy, the strangest thing happened

the day I gave you Kinski's telephone number.

About an hour after you called, he called to tell me

he couldn't work properly where he was and that he was

moving his research team out to some lab in Pennsylvania.

I think he was a little angry when I'd told him I'd

given you his number.

Pennsylvania?

That's impossible.

[Cameron] Obviously it is.

I received a post card from him this morning.

Oh, that's very strange.

Oh, I'm glad you told me.

I'll tell you later.

See you.

Oh, I'd be careful of that.

Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to touch your things.

We spent many hours developing it.

Please put it back where you've got it.

Well, what is it?

Well, among other things, it reverses the growth

of blood cells.

(test tube clinks)

Oh, how clumsy of me!

I'm terribly sorry.

No concern, there's plenty more.

Oh, how fortunate,

for you.

I was just talking with Cameron.

He told me a very interesting story.

Oh Cameron, I just sent him a post card from Pennsylvania.

Were you in Pennsylvania?

Just for a day.

I delivered a lecture down there.

Now what was this interesting story you were

going to tell me?

Oh, it really wasn't important.

Don, you sure you don't mind going?

Of course not.

Besides, I haven't been to Capitol City in months.

Now when you get to the clinic, be sure to give

this sample to Dr. Abbott.

He's expecting you.

Right.

I'll call you this evening.

Jenny's talked me into taking her

to the movies this afternoon.

(door slams)

We should be back before six.

Okay, I'll phone you at six on the dot.

(car revving)

Now drive carefully.

Ah, the fruit.

I'm afraid my professor friend has learned too much.

He's discovered an effective chemical reagent for the fruit.

He must be eliminated along with lab and all his associates.

That can easily be arranged.

Egon!

What time did Don say he'd call?

Six o'clock.

I told you there was no reason for us to leave

before the end of the film.

Oh Daddy, you know the butler did it.

Well, at least we'll have a quiet evening at home.

(dramatic hiss)

(suspenseful music)

(Jenny screaming)

(phone ringing)

(car zooming)

Well, we finally have the pleasure

of the famous Professor Anderson.

Or should I say, the meddling Mr. Anderson?

Kinski, what's going on here?

What are you doing to Jenny?

(Jenny gasps)

He is not Kinski, he is Sontag,

a druid of the Sangroids, who lived among you until

our time was at hand.

Tonight strikes the hour for the Feast of Menenon,

the first of May.

Unless your daughter responds favorably to the cup,

we will fail to provide a blood host for our queen,

and the prince of the underworld may claim

his right to take her.

(wind blowing)

Something terrible has happened to Roy and Jenny!

They've disappeared and the house looks like

a cyclone hit it.

When did you see them last?

This morning, before I left to Capitol City.

They've disappeared though, we've gotta find them.

Well, let's go!

Go where?

I found this at the house, does it mean anything to you?

Let's get the car!

Your daughter has drunk deeply of the fruit of Menenon.

I believe you have seen how it works on

normal blood cells, driving their hemostatic growth

up to 1000 times their normal growth rate.

The secret lies in the key, which has been passed on

through the millennium from druid to druid.

The only one who will not respond to its magic

shall be the host.

Test the girl.

(mysterious music)

[Spano] I wish Shorty was here.

But he's so bloody drunk, I wouldn't trust him with a gun.

[Don] Stop, right here!

Lord Creton!

She is!

She is!

The blood host!

We have been spared in the 11th hour!

Prepare for the feast!

(wind roaring)

For tonight, I will take my bride, and the strain

of our race will continue.

And woe be to your enemies, for you shall smite them!

(dramatic music)

(Spano groans)

(wind howling) (ominous music)

[Creton] Asteroth, princess of amity,

I call to you to accept the sacrifice of this child,

which I offer that our queen may once again walk among us.

Tonight, I will take my bride, and the strain

of our race will continue.

Tonight, Idana, your 300-year sleep will be at an end.

You will waken to find your faithful servants

kneeling at your feet and I,

Creton, await your pleasure.

And woe to your enemies,

woe to those who dare defy the queen.

The touch of her hand will smite all

who dare defy us.

The terror of the name that will cover the world

like the shroud of darkness,

which howls, "Cabradania."

Prepare for the drawing of the blood.

(ominous music) (wind howling)

[Creton] First the initial drawing of the blood

to revive the queen, and then the knife will open this girl,

that our queen may bathe in her blood.

(suspenseful music)

Drink deeply, Onhorrid,

and return to us.

(wind roaring)

[Druids] Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

Hail Onhorrid!

(wind roaring) (druids chanting)

(suspenseful music)

(druids chanting)

Don, the reagent!

(druids groaning)

(wind howling) (suspenseful music)

Another week and you'll be as good as new.

And in two weeks,

you'll be Mrs. Don Tucker.

I'm so glad this nightmare is over.

[Anderson] Don, come quickly!

You won't believe what's happening!

(Anderson laughing)

(serene music)