All language subtitles for 3x02

NADJA:
So,

today is our first day
on the job

as leaders of
the Vampiric Council.

Nadja and I have agreed
to work together as a team.

NADJA:
For now, I am letting
Nandor think that we are

"sharing power."

But there can only be one
Supreme Leader,

and I will do whatever it takes.

That is how you are
the only one that survives

out of 17 children.

NANDOR:
I admire

Nadja's decisiveness

and how loud she is.

But I am
the more experienced leader.

Eventually,
I will make her my number two.

So you're saying you...

you need to make a number two?

Indeed.
Not right now but soon.

It's not something
you should force.

(snickers)
But you're saying it's important

to have a really good
number two.

-Yes.
-(snickering)

There's nothing funny about
a firm number two.

(chuckles)
What was the plan again?

The plan is that I--
Nandor The Relentless--

will sit on my throne
and make a number two.

-(laughing)
-Okay, get out.

("You're Dead"
by Norma Tanega playing)

? Don't sing if you want
to live long ?

? They have no use
for your song ?

? You're dead, you're dead,
you're dead ?

? You're dead
and out of this world ?

? Now your hope and compassion
is gone ?

? You sold out your dream
to the world ?

? Stay dead, stay dead,
stay dead ?

? You're dead
and out of this world. ?

? ?

(elevator bell dings)

Now, down here we have
the medium security cells

and the various abattoirs.

Be sure to reserve your spot
on the sign-in sheet

'cause the abattoirs
get crazy busy.

Okay, now, over here
we have the break room.

Now, make sure that
you label your snacks

because we throw everything out
every Friday.

-Oh!
-NADJA: Oh! Yummy, yummy.

And behind this door...

the Chamber of Curiosities.

The treasures of many
generations of vampires

gathered from around the world
and collected here.

Ageless, timeless,
marvelous artifacts.

But be warned:

some of this stuff is
inordinately powerful

and not to be monkeyed
about with!

-Don't fuck with that!
-Oh.
-Colin Robinson.

-LASZLO: What a Charlie.
-But some of it is just for fun.

Does this look familiar?

(chuckles):
No. What is it?

-Oh, only Van Helsing's dick.
-(Laszlo chuckles)

NANDOR:
Come on, Guillermo.

Not everyone is lucky enough

to hold their great-great-great-
great-grandfather's penis

-in their hands.
-Hmm.

I know I certainly
would have liked to.

-(rumbling, howling)
-(Nandor groans)
-LASZLO: What the hell was that?

Let us hush our voices,
all right?

We don't want to rile him.

Behind this door is
the living quarters of The Sire.

-(gasps) The actual Sire?
-The Sire?

-The one and only.
-Who-who's The Sire?

The Sire is the oldest
living vampire in the world.

He's the vampire from which all
other vampires have descended.

NANDOR:
All of them.

Do not ever open this door.

-Peekaboo.
-(growling)

-(coughs)
-GUIDE: As I was saying,

-Do not ever open...
-Open the door.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Got it.

Ooh. What is this?

Don't monkey about with that!

-This is the Cloak
of Duplication.
-The what?

Everyone,
you might want to see this.

It's pretty cool.

-I'll show you.
-Duplication?

Observe.

Boop.

-See? Crazy, right?
-LASZLO: Good Lord.

NANDOR (clapping):
Amazing.

A magical cloak
that makes the wearer

instantly
much more good-looking.

That is a matter of opinion.

NANDOR:
I am kidding.

I get the principle that

it makes someone look
like someone else.

Very good.

-Oh, it's you again.
-But no one should touch it.

Even I, full-time staff,

should not be monkeying about
with it.

And over here is
the familiars' room.

You can store him here
until the end of the workday.

Scoot, scoot.

He's not actually a familiar.

-He is our bodyguard.
-NADJA: Bodyguard.

We cannot allow a human
to wander free here.

Unless you are making him
a vampire.

-Not a chance. Absolutely not.
-No, absolutely not. No.

-That was a really quick answer.
-NANDOR: Sorry, Guillermo.

There's nothing we can do.

Scoot, scoot.

And the door stays open,
I'm assum--

-Hey. What?
-Buh-bye.

I feel much better about that.

-COLIN: Hell's bells.
-LASZLO: Shit.

My giddy aunt.

LASZLO:
To the scholar
of the printed page,

this place is Valhalla.

And what I'd dismissed as rumor
is actually true,

for this Vampiric Council
holds the world's

oldest and largest collection
of pornography.

The Knobnomicon.

Everything a chap and chapess

would need to know
about fellatio.

What else have we got?

Gutenberg's-- oh, yes--
Vaginaria.

That's an original.

Oh, this is, uh, Tocqueville's
Lusty Discharge Pamphlet,

with discharge on it,
by the feel of it.

Egypt's Longest Penises.

Roy Cohn,
Esquire's 169 Sex Positions.

Bet you didn't know
that existed.

What's this?

Aristotle's
Book of Poetics Two.

Is that code?

No.

COLIN:
Hey, I found them!

-The archives.
-Okay.

-(chuckles)
-This year,
I am turning 100 years old.

It's kind of got me
in a reflective mood.

Everything you want to know
about vampires

and vampire lineage,
it's right here.

There's so much I want to know.

Where do I come from?

How did I become
an energy vampire?

Was I turned,

or in the words
of Stefani Germanotta,

was I born this way?

-(types)
-I said to myself, "Colin,"

I says. I says,

"Before you turn 100 years old,

"you are going to find out
who you are

and where you come from."

Uh, I says.

The deets have got to be
in here.

I mean, this is

a climate-controlled fortress,

built to preserve documents

for all eternity.

So it's...

What-what are you doing?

Why are you ripping that page
out of that book?

I'll wank my way,
and you wank yours.

? ?

(vent cover clicks)

(grunts)

(coughing)

Oh, wow.
It's really dusty in here.

GUIDE:
Time for your official
council vestments, eh?

Hey, easy there.

It's a robe.

-Why do you need my inseam?
-GUILLERMO: He's a 44 long!

You'll probably have to take it
in at the waist

and out in the shoulders.

Hey, get out of the vent!

Tell your familiar to get out
of the vent.

He's not a familiar.
He's a bodyguard.

Get out of the vent, Guillermo!

He's a rascal.

Get out of the vent.
Go back into your room.

Little rascal.

All right, your alterations
will be ready momentarily.

-Great.
-Until then, you may peruse
our collection of oddities

while I deal with the water
and power company

about some discrepancies
in our latest bill.

NADJA:
I was wondering
if I could talk to you about...

NANDOR:
The moment I saw
the Cloak of Duplication

I knew it was the answer
to my romantic difficulties.

You see, I've been struggling
with my girlfriend, Meg.

She is not actually
my girlfriend yet.

Meg works at Massive Fitness,

a 24-hour gymnasium
I used to attend.

-(muffled rap music playing)
-(grunting)

Back when I was commanding
an army,

the soldiers and I would
strip naked

and challenge each other

to various feats
of endurance and strength.

The men at Massive Fitness
24-hour gymnasium,

they're not really interested
in any of that.

-(grunting)
-Don't seem to notice
each other much,

or admire each other's bodies.

-(grunts)
-(clattering)

-Oops.
-The best thing about Massive
Fitness 24-hour gymnasium

is the connection I have
with Meg.

She has shown me much kindness.

Unfortunately, we have not yet
taken things to the next level.

(chuckles) You're funny.

Thank you for that compliment.

And for the towel.

I love your accent.
Is it French?

No.

No, it is not.

I have never been very good

at talking to modern women.

? ?

But fortunately,
I know someone who can help.

(whispers):
Laszlo.

-Laszlo.
-Ah, yeah!

What do you want?

I have purloined
the Cloak of Duplication.

Laszlo is a real ladies' man.

He always knows
how to talk to women.

What? So hang on a second.

You want me to put that on,

-Mm.
-turn into you,

-Mm-hmm.
-pull this young lady
called Meg.

-Yes, Meg.
-Make love to her six ways
till Chelsea.

Come back here.
High fives all 'round.

No, no, no,
just the first bit is fine.

And then I'll take care of
the rest. I'll leave it here.

-(groans)
-Nandor wants you
to put that on,

turn into him,
pull this woman called Meg,

and then come back.

I'd go myself, but...

I can't be fucked.

I've often fancied myself

quite the seducer, obviously.

There's a technique
called "negging"

that I'm eager to try.

I'd explain it to you,
but you're probably too naive

to understand it.

How do I look?

Never mind, your opinion
doesn't matter.

And now you're horny because
you just got negged again.

I can't see dick.

That's better.
Watch and learn.

-(entry bell rings)
-Oh, hey, Nandor.

I haven't seen you in a while.

Hey, dipshit.

Excuse me?

Uh, there used to be a hot chick
who worked here.

Meg, I think?

I'm Meg.

You were hotter.

What the fuck is your problem?

Okay, calm down, toots.

So sensitive.

Let me cut to the chizzle:

Life didn't turn out
the way you planned.

You're a fading beauty
working nights at the gym.

You've probably had
a string of boyfriends

who promised you the world,
and then delivered it

on a four-inch penis.

Well, here's your chance.

You can leave with me right now,

or watch these hot buns walk
out the door forever.

Hang on.
Let me just get my stuff.

Okay, you do that.

Just wait right here.

These buns will be waiting
for you.

-Great.
-Did you see that?

My brain in this package,

that poor kid never stood
a chance.

-Hey, buddy.
We got a problem here?
-Hello.

-Hey. No problem, buddy.
-Get these fucking cameras
out of my face.

-Let's go. Get out, man.
-You should, uh,
we-we should skedaddle.

-Fuck off.
-Let's skedaddle here.

-(doors rattling)
-Shit.

Didn't see that coming.

-Ooh!
-Well, that was
a complete waste of time.

-She's clearly not into guys.
-Really?

-Yeah.
-Should I give it a go?

You can try.

I mean, she's not into studs,

so maybe you'll have
better luck. (soft chuckle)

(Laszlo fake chuckles)

NADJA (over P. A.):
Colin Robinson,

we are going to Queens.

A rogue vampire group
hasn't paid their dues,

and we need you to take notes.

NANDOR:
I wanted to say it!

We are visiting
a rogue vampire cell in Queens.

They will taste our wrath
and quickly submit.

I am prepared to escalate
matters to crazy levels.

It's more of a courtesy call.

I get to knock.

WES:
Yo.

Finally, virgins...

-Wes Blankenship?
-Yes.

-Greetings, I am Nandor.
-You have ignored all attempts
at communication.

-This is Nadja,
-Bend the knee or I will

-and he is Colin Robinson.
-unleash Colin Robinson.

Wassup?

NANDOR:
We are your new Vampiric
Council.

We have not heard from you
in a while,

so we thought we'd pop by
and see if all is well.

All right, just come on in.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

I always wanted to do this:

My name is Wes Blankenship

and welcome to my crib!

Let's go, baby!

Hope you don't mind
if I take notes in here.

(squeaking)

(entry bell rings)

No, no.
You are not allowed here.

She's angry,
as women so often are.

Please, good lady.

I know I came here earlier,
but whatever I said--

and I don't remember--
I wasn't myself.

Well, you started
by calling me dipshit, so...

Proof of naught
but mine own delirium.

You, my darling,
have the high, firm ass

-of an Irish Derby winner.
-Okay, um...

Okay, I've gone a little bit
too fast too soon,

but hear me out.

Truth is,
I came here to pitch woo

but was so nervous,

I took a calming physic
to settle my nerves.

That drug turned me into
a fucking monster.

Shit, was it Klonopin?

Indeed. That one.

Yeah, you know,
I can't take it anymore myself.

Oh. We are very much alike,
then.

Could I sing you something?

(sighs):
Oh, God, uh, I-I guess.

? I see your picture ?

? Name in lights above it ?

? This is your big debut ?

? A dream come true ?

? And when you smile
for the camera ?

? I know
they're going to love it. ?

-Meg.
-Uh... Wow.

That's very embarrassing.

-You know,
I'm-I'm at work, so...
-Say no more.

May I show you something?

I feel like
you're going to anyway.

Some of the most licentious
and transgressive pornography

I've ever clapped eyes on.

-Chris!
-Fuck.

You will remember nothing.

Unhand me, you bloody peasant.

How does Nandor get
this fucking ape body to work?

(groans) Okay.

You're officially banned,
you pervert.

Just fuck off.

You fuck off, you bald prick.

Fucking swear at me.

So, look, the reason why you
guys haven't heard from us is

because, well, this clan,

we rejects the authority
of the Vampiric Council.

-(hissing)
-Uh, hey, slow down there, puck.

I have you at,
"Welcome to my crib..."

So, we've set up
our own governing body.

-(gasps)
-Yeah. We're called
The Council Of Vampires.

Maybe you guys would
like to join us.

There is only
one Vampiric Council,

and you will either bend the
knee or face the consequences.

-(hissing)
-(chuckles): Yes, that's...

Typical hierarchical
mindset cope.

-Don't you point at me!
-Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Wes, you seem like
a very reasonable vampire.

-We are also
reasonable vampires.
-I'm not.

-Let's talk about this.
-(phone rings)

Uh, hold on. A-Ash, can you,
can you get that please?

Why do I have to do it?
I count one, two...

-Because I'm talking to
the old people. The elderly.
-Yeah, okay.

Do I have "secretary"
written on my forehead?

WES: They're gonna forget
who they're talking to.

-Okay, but I'm not getting it.
-All right, fine.

I'll get it.

You guys,
please excuse me for a sec.

-Should I write down
their bickering?
-Write it all down.

We're taking notes.
What are you doing?

It is called diplomacy.

Licking their assholes,
more like.

Oh, shit.

Mr. Robinson?

Dave Lewis, energy vampire.

I'm-I'm a huge fan.

Well, thank you, a fellow borer.

-Do you bore a lot?
-All the time.

(in Tony Montana accent):
Say hello to my little friend.

-(laughing)
-NANDOR: Are you sure you have
the right Colin Robinson?

(vent cover clatters)

-(screams)
-(clattering)

(grunts)

Holy shit.

Don't touch that book, Gizmo.

It's too much
for your young cock.

Sorry. I know I'm not supposed
to be in here.

Just watch yourself.

Otherwise,
it'll be suicide by porno.

(chuckles)

Is that
the Cloak of Duplication?

I thought we weren't supposed
to touch that.

-Who gives a shit?
-Well, can I...

can I touch it?

Actually, if you want
to do Nandor a favor,

you could put that on,
head down to Massive Fitness

and get a date
with a receptionist called Meg.

I tried my luck,
but she's clearly not into guys.

I hypnotized her, so you'll
start from a clean slate.

(gasps):
Oh, wow. Wow.

Laszlo, look.

I look just like Nandor.

Yeah, uncanny. Bugger off.

(quietly):
Ah, this is awesome.

I can fly.

Bat! I-I can't fly.

So, what kind of drains

-are you pulling here?
-Mostly weed-related stuff.

Indica v. sativa,
legalization rules,

CBD, edibles, shatter...

-I could go on and I do.
-Geez.

Definitely keeping me
fat and happy.

I'm also kind of
a sneakerhead

and I just bought
a camera drone.

-People hate it.
-I bet.

Let me, uh, ask you a question,
Dave Lewis.

Do you ever wonder
where we come from?

You know, energy vampires?

Boy,
it never even occurred to me.

-(Nadja shouting)
-Uh, no idea, you know?

Holy shit.

Are you draining me, bro?

-No.
-You're getting me, I think.

-No, I-I wouldn't do that
to you.
-(chuckles): Yeah.

It seems like you guys are
listening,

-but you're not really hearing.
-(Nadja groans)

We are. We are listening
to everything, aren't we?

We are not interested
in blindly supporting

a self-appointed soviet
given to arbitrary judgments

based on mumbo jumbo
and interpretive dance.

Wha-- That's not exactly
how it works.

We are definitely cutting back
on the ritualistic dancing.

Ha! Like hell we are.

-Shh.
-We can discuss this later.

The Council provides
a lot of important services.

-Mm, like what?
-Like how about it's none of
your fucking business!

You guys really do not seem
qualified to be running shit.

-(hissing)
-Wait, wait, wait, wait.

"You guys don't seem qualified
to be running..."

-Don't write that down.
-I'm sorry, what shit
are you qualified to run?

I have a master's degree
in urban planning.

-Could I speak to you
in the kitchenette for a moment?
-Yeah.

Erase that last bit.

I didn't know he had
a master's degree.

What are we going to do?

Eh.

GUILLERMO:
Okay. (sighs)

-(slurping)
-You know,

I feel like you used
to come around all the time.

-How come I don't see you
anymore?
-Oh, um...

Work, mostly.

It's been real busy
at the moment,

and I feel kind of bad

because, you know,
my-my best friend,

he actually got me
this gym membership,

and I don't really use it, so...

Uh, he's called Guillermo,
by the way.

But, I mean, he's always doing
things like that for me,

and I just kind of take it
for granted.

(chuckles):
So, you know, that's what I do.

Well, Nandor, that's terrible.

He-he's not gonna want
to stay friends with you.

No, he will.

But it's-it's kind of awkward

because we work together.

But if you feel a certain way
about someone,

and you've got something
weighing on your heart, then...

(chuckles):
Okay.

This guy must be really special.

He is. Very.

Let's talk about you.
How are you?

No, I-I think that
you should take him out

one day after work
and tell him how you feel.

It could be he has feelings
for you, too.

Feelings, no, that's...

We're just work friends,
so that's...

Got to go.

Sorry.

He's being openly defiant.
He needs to go.

-(stammers)
-You know I can hear you, right?

-Vampire hearing.
-Yeah, I'm okay with that.

We are clearly outnumbered here,
yes?

I suggest we retreat,
regroup and strategize.

-Fine.
-Yes!

It has been so wonderful
to meet you, Wes.

-Genuinely.
-Yeah.

You have given us so much to...

-(grunts)
-Hey... Shit.

COLIN:
Saw that coming.

Oh, shit.

(Nadja chuckles)

Oh, look at that.

Council dues are due
on the first full moon

-of every month.
-Okay.
-Yeah.

Any questions?

Didn't think so.

Respect your elders.

Colin Robinson, get my cape.

-Got it.
-How's that for an old lady?

Hey, you take care now, Dave.

(squeaking)

NANDOR:
I'm going to see my sweet Meg,

knowing that Laszlo
and his silver tongue

have laid a foundation for me

-has given me a new confidence.
-(entry bell rings)

Hey, back again.

-My lucky night.
-Yes.

I know I was here earlier.

You made me laugh very much,

when we talked about, uh...

The guy who works for you,
Guillermo?

-Really?
-You seem really into him.

That's really
what we were talking about?

It's just that, uh...

How should I put this?

Meg, it is you who are
the person that I am into.

I believe that you are
the love of my life.

I believe that we should be
together forever.

You know I'm not into guys,
right?

I-I like women.

So do I.

You like men and women.
That's okay.

Yes, and you like women and men?

No, just women.
I'm a lesbian.

-Are you sure?
-Definitely sure.

You will remember nothing.

-Fuck.
-Fuckface.

I thought I told you to never
show your face-- (grunts)

-(Meg gasping)
-Oops.

Fucking guy.

Are you okay?

-Open.
-Hey, Nadja.

I have just commenced
my slumber.

What happened in Queens tonight
can never, ever happen again.

What is wrong with you?

I don't know.

Has living in America made you
into a big, wet pussy?

I think I've just been going
through some things lately.

Do you ever
wonder that maybe

there is more to this life

than just mindless killing
and bloodlust?

-Yeah.
-You do?

No! Of course not!

That is because you have Laszlo
to share your life with!

Oh! (speaks in foreign language)

You have turned into
a very, very soft boy.

How about you slumber on that?

-Good night!
-Hey!

(chuckles)

Hmm.

What is it now?

(both scream)

-Pussy!
-Go away!

You are a scared
little soft boy.

Speaking of soft, I'm squeezing
your pipi right now.

-How do you like that?
-(groans)

Get your hands off my pipi!

It is like a piece of
extra meat dangling

-off the end of my body.
-Get your hands off it!

Laszlo, you know that thing
you always wanted to try?

Fucking guy.

? Tonight ?

? I'm not just pretending ?

? You have my... ?

(chains rattling)

(rumbling)

(growling)

? Tonight ?

? I'm not just pretending ?

? Somehow I always knew ?

? That I love you. ?

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