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WOMAN:
Your T-cell count is holding at 120.

Oh, good.

Still no symptoms?

No, just the cough.

You're a lifesaver.

Yeah, well,

that's what we get into
this business for, isn't it?

Mm.

See you Thursday.

Wouldn't miss it for the world.
[CHUCKLES]

[RATS SQUEAKING]

[♪]

Dan,

what are you doing here?

Uh, just checking up

on some-- I--
I needed my notes.

You wanted them ready
by tomorrow.

Uh... Looks like
another all nighter.

I-- I better get to it.

What were you taking?

Dan!

[SQUEAKING]
Dan.

Where are you going?

Why are you taking
my work?

Linda, it is not
what it looks like.

The hell it isn't.

Linda, please.

You're stealing my work.

Just stop it.

[SCREAMS]

Linda?

[WHISPERING]
Oh, my God.

Oh. Oh, God.

[CLATTER]

♪ With a love
Of the liquor ♪

♪ He was born ♪

[SNIFFS]

[CHUCKLES]

Ah.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[♪]

♪ With a gallon
Of whiskey ♪

♪ Every night ♪

♪ And a drop
Of the creature ♪

♪ Every morn-- ♪

[CHUCKLES]

Hello.

Oh.

Where'd you come from,
my lovely?

[CHUCKLES]
Someone's looking out for old Screed, huh?

[CHUCKLES]

Mm. Mm.

Oh,
there we are.

[SQUEAKS]

[HEART BEATING]

[♪]

NARRATOR:
He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans
for their blood.

Now he wants
to be mortal again...

to repay society
for his sins...

to emerge from
his world of darkness...

from his endless forever night.

[GROWLS]

[♪]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Ugh.

What is it
about these places

that always smells
the same?

Like they use the same
cleaning service,

Lab Smell Incorporated.

You ever notice?

It's like, uh,
cherry car deodorizer,

only not.

Uh, I've never
noticed.

Something?

[♪]

KNIGHT:
It's a lab rat.

VETTER:
Cat musta got at it.

You think it has something
to do with the case?

KNIGHT:
It's fresh.

KNIGHT:
Did Dr. Wyatt often work late?

There's a lot of demand
for equipment, detective.

We're underfunded,
undersupplied.

Linda was dedicated
to her work.

Nights, weekends,
whatever it took.

She musta slipped.

They're always overwaxing
the floors.

Then there's nothing missing?
No, nothing. I checked.

You're not saying
somebody...?

I'm not saying
anything right now.

Could this be hers?

Uh, there would be a--

A tattoo behind
the right hind.

Hers is the 700 series.
Where did you get that?

Any idea how this
might have gotten away?

Uh, no. We're very safe here,
detective.

Even with the animals
that have a harmless antigen.

We handle some things here
that if they ever escaped,

the whole city
would go down.

How 'bout this rat?

Linda's work wasn't
like that.

What was she working on?

Immunodeficiency.

She was hoping
to clone a benign virus

that attacks HIV.

And she thought
she was getting close.

She was gonna save lives.

Thanks.
That's all for now.

[SIGHS]
Her assistant called it in.

He thinks
it's an accident.

The landing up there
is pretty slick with wax.

I suppose it's conceivable
that she could have gone

for a skate and then fallen
down the stairs.

I got her appointment
calendar out of her office.

It looks like she had
three appointments

after business hours:

Janet Dornhoff, Derek Swanson,
and Calvin Tucker.

Oh, that's where we'll start.
Calvin Tucker?

You know him?
Since med school.

He was on his way
to being chief of surgery

at Metro General.

But?
He got sick.

AIDS.

Howsen Pharmaceutical
isn't exactly a Fortune 500.

I mean, old equipment

and second-string
research grants.

What would Cal
have been doing here?

CALVIN:
Well, I was looking for a miracle.

Linda was working
on an experimental treatment,

and she needed
guinea pigs.

I was desperate enough.

First trials?

Cal,
you're a doctor.

You know the risks.
Natalie.

I've been sick
for four years.

I've outlived a half
a dozen of my friends

who were all diagnosed
at the same time that I was.

Linda Wyatt was
on to something.

I wanted in.

See, the approval process
for new drugs takes two years,

four years, 10 years,
more years than I have.

When you're staring
at death in the face,

you'll try anything.

Believe me.

CHILDREN:
♪ Ring around the rosy ♪

♪ Pocket full of posies ♪

♪ Ashes
Ashes ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

♪ Ring around the rosy ♪

MAN:
Bring out your dead!

MAN 2:
Over here!

MAN:
Bring out your dead!

[WOMAN SHRIEKING]
[SIGHS]

I haven't had a decent meal
in weeks.

They all have the taste
of plague in them.

London used to be
such a nice city.

I think we should move on.
[MAN 3 SCREAMING]

I thought you thrived
on human suffering, Lacroix.

Disasters are a useful
distraction, Nicholas.

Nobody questions
a few more dead here,

or the way
of their going.

But there is such a thing
as too much of a good thing.

Besides, they've closed
the theaters.

I detest a city
with no culture.

[PEOPLE GROANING]

Nicholas, leave him.

MAN 4:
We are creatures of death,

my children.

We are rotting
on the inside

from the day
we are born.

[WOMAN COUGHS]

Look to your souls.

Tell me they are not
rotten with sin.

It is God who gives life
and health.

It is by his grace
we are spared

to live our few years
upon the earth.

God has not spared
this city

because it is a city
of sin.

[CROWD GASPS]

These are the marks
of evil.

The evil have fallen
in great numbers

and more will fall
before God is done with London.

But the righteous man
will survive.

God will spare him
who is without sin.

Well-spoken,
wouldn't you say?

Is this Christian charity?

This poor child
has done no wrong.

There is not a neighborhood
in this city

I haven't visited
to tend the sick.

Not a house that is safe
from this terrible illness.

Righteous
and sinners,

tavern keepers,

and priests.

We are all equal
in the eyes

of this plague.

Not quite all of us.

Well, that's three
for three.

Seems like everyone
who knew Linda Wyatt

thought she was a saint,

a miracle worker.

Is it possible
there might be something

to this cure of hers?

What are you thinking,
industrial espionage?

Well, if it worked,

it would be worth
a lot of money.

If it worked,
it would be worth

the Nobel Prize.

Nat, I'm sorry
about your friend.

He's 35,
and he looks 55.

He's dying.

Is it any wonder he'd latch on
to anyone with a theory,

any treatment
or magic crystal?

Nat.

I'm all right.

I'm just tired.

Why don't you have
some samples

of whatever Linda Wyatt
was working on sent over,

and I'll see if there was
anything worth stealing.

Sure. Is there
anything else you need?

Right now?

Sleep.

Is she gonna be okay?

KNIGHT:
Oh, yeah.

We should head home too.

VETTER:
Vachon, I found a lab rat

at a crime scene,
partially chewed.

I think Screed might have
been in the neighborhood.

[BANG]

Well, he wouldn't do
much good on the witness stand,

assuming you could
get him there.

Well, maybe he could
give me a lead,

something he saw or heard.

[♪]

[VETTER GASPS]

Hands off.
Smell her, V man.

[SNIFFS]
Ah.

Fruit in her veins.

Best vino on earth.

I said, hands off.

Hungry man will take
any wine, Jack.

Any loaf you got.

First kill.

Any kill.

[SNORTS]

Jacks, Jills...

[CHUCKLES]
...even sweet baby Jane.

What is he saying?

First night,
the first feeding,

you wake up so hungry,

you'll do anything
for the blood you need,

take anyone.

Enemy,

friend,

lover.

If your first kill
isn't human,

you don't hunger
for humans.

Got me dingoes into a squealer
that first night, I did.

[CHUCKLING]
The rest is history.

But he went for me.

Got to have somethin'.

He's starving.

[♪]

I take it
this isn't normal.

No.

He's sick.

He can't be.

We can't get sick.

But I think you're right.

[HEART BEATING]

KNIGHT:
I take it you need something.

Your doctor friend.

What for?

I got a sick friend.
I need her help.

She's not that kind
of doctor.

I hear she's pretty good
with the dead

and the undead.

Look, I can't take this one
to the hospital.

In the emergency room,
what am I gonna tell them,

he's, uh, allergic
to penicillin,

garlic, sunlight,
crosses and food?

He's about 450,
and he can fly?

One of us?
Screed.

Tracy says
he put the bite

on some experimental rat.

I guess he picked up something.

It's impossible.

It's true.

I've seen sick, Knight.

I'm seeing it now.

The fever, the shakes,
the way they breathe.

I've been feeding him
all morning and, uh...

He's still starving.

[CROWD CHATTERING & LAUGHING]

The young doctor,
is it not?

Gerald Archer.

We have seen you work.

You've been kept busy.

There are more sick
every day

and fewer doctors
willing to see to them.

Most of my colleagues have left
the city, if they could,

or shut themselves up
in their houses.

Sirs,
I have watched you.

You move about the city
with no fear,

no cloth
over the face,

no garlic hung
about the neck

to ward off
this plague.

You stay in the center
of all this death,

and yet you have
your health.

Perhaps we are "righteous men"

as the good
Father Laird suggests.

Righteousness does not
guard a man from illness.

But I believe
you know what does.

Sirs,

if you have a physic
of some sort

which can ward off
this Black Death,

I beg you to share it
with me.

I wish
I could help you.

Please.

I must live.

I must continue
my work.

If there is such a physic,
it will not come

without cost.

Anything.

Free consent

freely given.

Let him be saved.

[GROWLS]

KNIGHT:
Is it possible?

You tell me.

Nothing's ever touched
a vampire.

Not the bubonic plague,
not leprosy,

not influenza,
not Ebola.

Not AIDS.

Not anything.

Stay out of the sun,

keep away
from sharp sticks,

you'll live forever.

That is supposed
to be the deal.

Well, God just changed
the deal.

Or nature or whatever
you wanna call it.

Look, Nick, there have been
some major changes

to this planet
over the last 50 years.

We've pushed further
into the rain forests,

further
into cellular structure.

We're discovering new things
every day,

new medicines
and new diseases.

It's possible that there
is something in this world

that could infect you guys.

Anything's possible.

I'm not talking about something
that just came out

of the jungle.

Screed was infected
by Linda Wyatt's rat.

What if,
whatever it is,

she made it?

High fever,
extreme hunger, delirium.

If he were human,

I'd prescribe
antibiotics, but...

He's bleeding out, Nick.

It's one of the effects
of a multiplying retrovirus.

The cell walls
start to break down.

And the lungs and the abdomen
fill with fluid.

In this case, blood.

Then the brain.

He's in the final stage.

[CHUCKLING]
Nice bit of toast, that.

She's a doctor,
Screed.

She can't be.

She didn't try leeches
or nothing.

[CHUCKLES THEN COUGHS]

You can't do anything?

I'll get the sample
back to the lab,

but we don't
have much time,

and I don't really know
what to look for.

[COUGHS]

I'll let you know.

Hey, where you been?

I was visiting
a sick friend.

Sorry.
Didn't mean to pry.

So I've been going through
Linda Wyatt's records,

and I realized something.

Natalie's friend,
Calvin Tucker?

He was on a placebo.

Linda Wyatt needed
a control group.

Half of her patients were
receiving saline injections.

You think Tucker knew?

Well, she wouldn't have told
anyone in the control group,

but he is a doctor.

What if he figured out
she wasn't giving him anything?

That even though
her stuff works,

it's not working on him?

So he killed her?

Well, he wants to live,
doesn't he?

What would he do if he thought
she was withholding a cure?

Let's talk to him.

I went to Linda

against everything
that I've learned,

against all the advice
I would have given anybody,

and I went on her program.

Ten cc's of saltwater
twice a week for my trouble.

You didn't know
about the placebo?

Know?

[CHUCKLING]
Oh, detective, please let me explain to you

what a sucker I am.

I thought the stuff
was working.

Six months without
an opportunistic infection.

I-- My T cells were up.

[CHUCKLES]

I thought it was helping.

[♪]

Because I wanted it so bad.

Sorry we had
to tell you.

No, no.

That's all right.
I'll be fine.

Fix your own problems.

I believed him.

Yeah, me too.

But the theory
might be okay. I--

Nick, are you okay?

Sure.

[HEART BEATING]

The theory
might be okay.

Maybe one
of her other patients.

No?

We'll keep looking.

We had a good run,
didn't we?

A bit of fun.

Can't say none
better than that.

That's a fact.

Been too busy to pick up
after myself,

I'm sorry to say.

I-I meant to give
the place a good scrub.

Tidy it up.

[CHUCKLES TEARFULLY]

Needs a little spit
and polish, eh?

[GASPS]

Do us a favor,
mate?

One last.

Anything.

Put my bones
down by the water

if you can.

Bury 'em good
in the sand.

I never felt right
on land.

[NEW WAVE MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKER]

Is it possible?

It is not possible,
Nicholas.

It is a fantasy.

But I saw him. He was dying.
Nonsense. We are immortal.

This is a convenient
fantasy

that you've constructed,
Nicholas.

A danger
to the vampire community.

Something that strikes
at only us,

leaving your precious
mortals

sleeping safely
in their beds,

never knowing
that an invisible people

has been killed off
by some germ.

BARTENDER:
Here you go.

We are not so easy
to eradicate.

Men have struck at us
with fire and with lies,

and we are still here.

I am still here.

[WOMAN COUGHING]

It seems the good doctor
was not the only one

with suspicions
about us.

Father Laird
is most alarmed.

He seems to think
we may have had a hand

in the young doctor's
most recent odd behavior.

Why, if the doctor's discreet?

Ah, would
that were the case.

Unfortunately,

he appears
to have become careless.

What are you
talking about?

Apparently,
the sick are dying faster

in Dr. Archer's
dispensary

than they have a habit
of doing on their own.

Good Father Laird
was here to inquire

if we could explain
the strange marks

on the necks
of the patients.

Would you care
to offer an explanation?

I don't believe it.
He's not like that.

I leave tonight.

I suggest you do
the same

before the reverend returns
with holy water and a stake.

Gerald!

[GROANS]
Nicholas, my savior.

I saved you
for a reason, Gerald.

I gave you your life

so that you could
help people.

You've made me
a vampire,

a man who need never worry
about sickness or death.

They are mere candles,

barely lit before any wind
extinguishes them.

It is only we
who know life,

real life,

life unending.

This isn't life,
Gerald.

This is a shadow
of a life.

What about your practice
and your work?

Playthings to a man
who believed

he had but a short time
to make his mark.

Less than nothing
to a man who has forever.

I've destroyed you.

No, my friend.

You have given me deliverance.

[VACHON COUGHING]

Are you all right?

I've been better.

[♪]

[HEART BEATING]

Screed was right.

You do smell like fruit.

Must be my shampoo.

No. It's inside you.

Every woman
has her own scent.

Her own flavor.

Your blood...
is who you are.

A taste of apricot...

a scent of calla lilies.

[SNIFFS]
[MOANS]

Every drop tells
its story.

[SNIFFS]

What...?

Go.

Get out.

Now!

No, don't you
understand?

It's the hunger,

the first hunger.

Get away from me
before it's too late!

[SNARLS]

VETTER:
So have you had a chance to look at those samples

from Howsen Pharmaceuticals?

Anything interesting?

Well, I don't think

she was about to win
the Nobel Prize.

The antivirus has
very low viability.

I'm getting fragments,
dead samples.

Nothing I can really get
a good look at.

Nothing worth stealing,
or killing for.

Not so far.

Thinking about
calling Cal.

If he's been taking
this stuff for six months,

I might get a better breakdown
from a sample of his blood.

See if it's having
any effect on the HIV.

Didn't Nick tell you?
He's not on the stuff.

He's a control.

You're kidding.

[HUFFS]

It's stupid, I know.

I, of all people,
should know better,

but...I-I was hoping
it was working.

I was hoping Cal...

Hoping he'd live?

It's really hard
to watch him go, you know?

He's not the first.

You start to wonder
who else you're gonna lose.

I just feel like

I should be able
to do something.

Well, I guess everybody
must feel that way

when someone
they care about is sick.

Yeah, well, I wonder
if everybody feels

quite as useless
as I do right now.

You go into medical school

thinking you're gonna
save lives, save the world.

Maybe if I'd graduated
a few years later

after all the AIDS stuff broke,

maybe I'd have done
something different, you know?

Maybe I'd be Linda Wyatt
looking for a cure

or trying to give a few people
a few more years.

Instead of staying up all night,

trying to figure out
who pushed her over the railing.

That's important too.

Yeah, I know.

But just once, I wish
that I could help someone

before it was too late.

Nat, I gotta go.

I'll catch up
with you later.

Is something wrong?

I'm hungry...and I'm hot.

[♪]

Are you having any kind
of dizziness, nausea, D.T.'s?

No, it's the hunger mainly
and the fever.

Your temperature's
98 degrees.

That's not even
human normal.

Well, it feels
like fever to me.

I know, I know.
I'm sorry.

Nick? Nick?

I have to feed.
No! Nick!

Nick! No! Look, look--

This virus of Linda Wyatt's,
it can't live in saline,

it can't live in air.

The only viable specimen
that I've gotten from it

has been from the blood
of that rat.

Did you touch it?
I...

I am not...

I'm not sure. Why?

Because if the disease
is transmitted

by simple contact...

Then all vampires
are at risk.

Okay, okay.

From what I know about
what it does in your body

and your friend Screed's,
it...

It-- It binds to the
vampire element in your blood

and then multiplies.

The more you drink,

the more you give it
to feed on,

the faster it...grows.
[HEART BEATING]

You haven't gone as far
or as fast in your disease

because your blood intake
is restricted.

Well-- Well, relatively.

Nick...

Nick, the progress you have made
has saved you.

You can't stop now.

[GASPS]

I can't. The hunger.

Nick, Nick,
the blood will kill you.

And staying off it
will save me?

No. No, not unless I can find
a way to kill the virus,

but it'll slow it down.

It'll give you more time.

Slow or fast,
what's the difference?

Maybe this was
meant to be, Nat.

What if nature
has decided

that it's had enough
of unnatural creatures

feeding on this world?

What if this is nature's way
of getting rid of us?

I should not
have made you.

MAN: Hey!
CROWD: There they are!

Quickly.
Let them come.

Are you mad?

They are only men.

There is the man
whose false medicine

has gone against God.

Move away, Father.
I gave no medicine.

Explain, then,
how you still live.

CROWD:
Yeah!

For months you've gone
to sick houses

and allowed the sick
to come to you,

and yet you show
no sign of the plague.

What pact with the devil
is this?

Is it a pact
with the devil

to have medicine
to survive?

It is for God
and God alone

to decide who shall live
and who shall die.

This plague
is the word of God,

giving pause
to the evil man

and sparing the man
of righteous faith.

[CROWD MURMURING INDISTINCTLY]

Those who come to you die,
and you grow stronger.

What sorcery is this?

Come and see.

[HISSING]

[SCREAMING]

Divine justice.

Don't you dare!

What, God sends sickness
to punish the wicked?

To wipe the unnatural
from the earth?

What about Calvin?

I've seen too many
good friends with AIDS,

with-- With cancer,
with-- With pneumonia.

God does not choose.

Natalie, I do not claim
to know what God does.

I stepped out of that light
too long ago.

But whoever sent this,

however it came about,

this plague
does nature's work.

It kills vampires.

It's killing you.

Is that the kind of mortality
you've been looking for?

Maybe it's the only kind
I'm allowed.

Don't you give me that crap.

How can you stand there
and not care if you die?

Not care how that's gonna
make me feel?

Maybe you'd like to explain that
to someone like Cal.

Someone who would give anything
in the world

just to live a little longer.

[♪]

Vachon?

Brought you something.

Mm-mm.

[SIGHS]

Not hungry?

Not anymore.

This isn't fair, is it?

Probably not.

I mean, I knew there'd
be some disadvantages

to getting involved
with a vampire, sure, but...

dying young was not supposed
to be one of them.

If it's any comfort, you know,
I'm not actually young.

[CHUCKLES]

You know what I mean.

Dying before we had a chan--

We just met.

I'm the one
usually left behind,

Trace.

In 500 years, I've buried
a lot of mortal friends.

So when does it get easier?

I'll let you know.

Knight. Your partner's
taking a personal day.

Said she had to sit
with a sick friend.

How many times
have I heard that one

for everything
from a golf date

to a little bit
on the side?

So the Wyatt case,
any progress?

We're working on it.

Maybe you want to tell me

how come nobody's gone over
their personnel records,

checked alibis,

had this Garrett guy in
for an interview?

You got things
on your mind, okay.

But you're letting
a case slide, not okay.

Go talk with him, Nick.

[♪]

LACROIX:
They say the ages of man

are denial,

awareness and acceptance.

A young man believes
he will live forever,

a middle-aged man
knows he will not,

and an old man is ready.

What, then, of those taken out
of sequence?

How to prepare them
for the bitter end?

A man who knows he will not die
is a young man.

He is kept young
by the knowledge

that death shall have
no dominion.

[COUGHING]

[SNIFFLES]

There's nothing so hard
as watching that die.

A dozen...in a single night.

My children and my people,
who should have lived forever,

living their last.

Who would have ever believed
that they would die?

My people,

my children...

One short sleep past,
We wake eternally,

And death shall be no more;

Death, thou shalt die.

We will survive.

[GASPS]

Oh, what have we done?

W-what do you mean?
You said it was working.

Because I felt better.

I wasn't even
on the damn drug.

Look!

It only works
in the test tube.

HIV destroys it
in vivo.

What an idiot
I've been.

Where are you going?
Home.

Think you're going
back to your fat job

and leave me at this place
picking up mouse droppings?

Hey! What about the job
you promised me?

What about
the research grant?

What, you don't get it?
The stuff doesn't work.

There is no job.
There's no project.

You killed Linda Wyatt
for nothing.

Damn it, you promised me!

Dan, stop!

[COUGHING]

Dan!

[COUGHING]
[ALARM SOUNDING]

CALVIN [COUGHING]:
Help me!

[CALVIN COUGHING,
HEART BEATING]

CALVIN:
Help me, somebody, please!

[ALARM SOUNDING]

[CALVIN COUGHING]

Poison gas.
Garrett--

[COUGHING]
He tried to kill me.

He killed Linda.

We both did.

We've gotta go. Now.

CALVIN:
I thought it was working.

I thought Linda had
really found a cure:

an antivirus that binds
with HIV to protect its host.

That worked in the test tube.

It's just that HIV
overwhelms it in the body.

Howsen Pharmaceuticals
is a small-change operation.

They don't even have
a full-time patents lawyer.

It would have taken 10 years

for Linda's treatment
to get on the market.

That's 10 years I don't have.

Ten years that
a lot of people don't have.

I-- I have connections.
I have a good lawyer.

I have a good lab.

I could have had nationwide
rollout, 18 to 24 months.

So you promised Dan Garrett
a split if he stole it for you.

It had nothing
to do with the money

or the credit.

God help me.

I just thought it was working.
I wanted people to live.

Instead two people died.

I would have done anything.

I would have paid any price
for a cure.

It would have been worth it.

Captain, do we have
to press charges on this?

He was involved
in a crime

that resulted
in a woman's death.

That's murder, and we can't
just let that slide.

I don't like it
any better than you do.

REESE:
He's cooperating. He's facing up to it.

I don't think
he's a flight risk.

We'll release him
on his own recognizance.

Who knows? The way
the court calendars

are these days,
he might not reach trial.

[♪]

I'm sorry, Nat.
I didn't want this to happen.

I know.

So the case is solved.

Where does that
leave us?

He's still dying.

[WHISPERING]
You're still dying.

[WIND WHOOSHING]

You have faced human justice
tonight, doctor,

and it has
released you.

Who are you?

One of the damned.

One of your damned.

The search for a cure
for your harmless, little virus

has brought my people
to their knees.

How many deaths will be
on your conscience, doctor?

A dozen? A hundred?

A whole race?

A race that dare not
speak its name,

that cannot turn
to medicine for help.

They die silently,

invisibly,

out of the light.

I am their only voice.

And my people cry out
for revenge!

At least I can get a larger
viable dose from these.

A better look
at what you're facing.

What do you want,
Lacroix?

Oh, nothing much.

I just thought that now,
at the hour of our death,

the good doctor might
appreciate seeing firsthand

the results
of her hypocrisy.

You purport
to help people, doctor.

You proffer modern medicine
as religion

and that faith and technology
will not be defeated.

It's a false promise.

A lie.

You can't save your friend.

You can't save us.

You are powerless.

Why are you so angry?

You're not sick.

But you were sick,
Lacroix.

What happened?

I've looked into that abyss,
Nicholas.

I have faced death
this night,

and I have called his bluff.

You killed him.

You drank his blood?

Yes.

A reward for the plague
that he visited on my house.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
that's the answer.

Cal-- Cal said it
in the precinct:

"HIV overwhelms it
in the body."

So...the killer is the cure.

Isn't that fascinating?

His tainted blood
will be our salvation.

Still here?

How long?

Well, the sun'll
be up soon.

You'd better go.

I can stay.
I don't mind.

I'm not gonna make
another night.

You don't want
to see this.

You told me once

the day you became
what you are,

the woman who made you...

She rejoined the sun.

Or something.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

I've always wondered
what that would feel like.

Tracy, go.

Thanks...for trying.

[♪]

[VACHON SIGHS]

Here to give me last rites?

Were you expecting a priest?

Mmm. Mm-mm.

Give me your arm.

[♪]

Natalie...

when Lacroix
asked you why...

[SIGHS]

Why save vampires?

Why not let them die?

You know, there are still
some people who think

that AIDS
isn't worth curing.

That men like Calvin Tucker
aren't worth saving.

Who are they
to decide that?

Who am I?

VACHON:
♪ With a gallon of whiskey Every night ♪

♪ Drop of the creature
Every morn ♪

Told you I'd dance
on your grave.

I, uh...tidied up a bit.

The place looks...
better than it did.

Might even move in there myself.

See you in hell, sailor.

[♪]

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