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Mr Grayson, what are you doing here?

I know I shouldn't be here,
but there's no time.

Time for what?

No, you must leave immediately, or...

I'll go, I promise.

But I must tell you,
you're making a mistake.

A terrible mistake.

- What do you mean?
- Harker.

He'll never be able to make you happy
and you know it.

How dare you...

Now is not the time for lies, Mina.

You know it's the truth.

If it isn't, say it.

Look me in the eyes and say it, and I'll go.

No, no, no.
I...

I love... I love Jonathan and no other.

And he will be my husband.

Of all the days to lie in.

Don't you know we've a million things
to do before tonight?

It's still on?

Of course it's still on.

Unless you've reconsidered?

No, no... No, of course not.

Well, then for goodness' sake, get up, darling.

You mustn't waste another second
of this momentous day.

Yours is going to be the most spectacular
engagement party London has ever seen.

Be careful, that's very fragile.

Come and meet your first test subject.

Place it in line with the door, please.

And no obstruction that may cast a shadow.

I wouldn't get too close, Professor.

I think you'll find her suitable,
if not exactly agreeable.

There are many technical challenges
but I believe we'll surmount them, given time.

Time's a luxury we do not have.

I must walk in sunlight soon.
People are getting suspicious.

Understand?

By the way, where's Renfield?

He was meant to accompany
the lab equipment.

Renfield was nowhere to be found.
I did it myself.

Mr Renfield.

We're about to embark on a journey,
you and I.

It begins with a single question
and it ends with your answer to that question.

I want you to remember that
so I will say it again.

It ends with your answer.

So you see, no matter how
helpless you may feel,

no matter how lengthy, debasing
and disagreeable the journey may prove,

ultimately, you are in control.

Let's get started, shall we?

Though I take great pride in my profession,

it has become...

Tedious, of late.

There are after all only so many variations
on a theme one can play.

Release me.

Each client is unique, of course.

The methods vary,
but the result is inevitably the same.

I'm warning you.

There will be repercussions.

I often think...

"Perhaps this time, Janina...
This time for once,

"the client will dispense
with all the bluster and defiance,

"and simply answer the question
the first time I ask it."

Who does Alexander Grayson love?

Oh, well...

Perhaps, next time.

These are General Shaw's personal accounts.

It's all there under Bellamy Limited.

Bellamy?

"Sole shareholder, Empire Munitions."

Empire Munitions?

Shaw is receiving money
from an arms manufacturer.

�60,000 in July.

July, that's when...

That's when the Empire won the tender
for eight new warships.

He got commission.

General Shaw is taking bribes.

Harker, please.

What do you plan to do
with this information?

I know you begged me to organise
this party and I agreed,

but that doesn't give you the right
to be an idle princess.

You have the guest list, I have the replies.

We check the former against the latter,

and the kitchen needs a final count by noon.

This list, it's all wrong.

Lord Davenport...

Lord Rothcroft.

Whoever would've guessed that
Jonathan has such distinguished friends?

Yes, but they're not his friends.
At least he's never mentioned them.

All my doing, I'm afraid.

I insisted he invite them.

It's all rather, um, overwhelming, Mr Grayson.

Are you sure it's not too much
of an imposition?

Not at all.

This is just an empty stage

upon which Miss Westenra has lavished
her formidable magic.

At least somebody appreciates
all my hard work.

Alexander, you won't believe what...

Mina.

Could we have a word privately, please?

Ladies, if you'll excuse us.

Shaw is far from a saint
and I've got the evidence to prove it.

- Not now.
- I've just had a meeting.

I said, leave it.

Lucy.

You'll probably think me a spoilt child...

Impossible.

What's wrong?

I had the most...

...perplexing dream.

Really?

That kind of dream?

No, not that kind of dream.

Tell me, was the dream version
of Jonathan more circumspect, or...

Was it merely a matter of circumference?

No, and it wasn't even...

It wasn't even Jonathan.

Yes, of course. Of course it was Jonathan.

Renfield went to Victoria Station last night
to pick up some laboratory equipment.

He never arrived,
and he has not been heard from since.

Well, perhaps he was detained.

He's been missing nine hours.

He would've sent word.

- Should I contact the police?
- No, no. No police.

This must be handled
with the utmost discretion.

At this point of our business,

- Grayson Energy cannot afford a scandal.
- Mmm.

I'm sure you understand
that more than anyone.

Of course.

Well, I'll stop at the hospitals
and the morgues.

Did he have any appointments
prior to picking up the equipment?

Only to gather some information
from local steel mills.

Well, that narrows things down a bit.

He's hardly inconspicuous.

Leave it with me.

Jonathan.

I really must be going, Mina.

Wait... Is this list right?

I'm sorry. I...
I have some urgent business to attend to.

We'll have to discuss this later.

But the party's tonight, it's in a few hours.

Well, I'm...

I've made a few additions, that's all.
Business acquaintances and so forth.

It's not the additions that concern me,
it's the people you have disinvited.

Like who?

All your friends at the paper? Szabo?

Szabo?

Think, Mina. We're serving alcohol.

Do you really want him
juggling champagne bottles

and doing his dancing bear routine?

- I'm sure he'll behave himself.
- The answer's no.

I'm moving up in the world,
and it's only natural,

I'm gonna lose a few friends on the way.

Would you listen to yourself?

So, who else will be in attendance?

Rothcroft, a few others.

I do hope there won't be
another grand spectacle this evening.

Brash Americans like Grayson
are best left twisting in the wind.

Once they realise their money
can't buy cooperation,

they pack up and move on.

Unless provoked.

Of course, sir.

No,

there should never be any direct action
against Grayson

without your express permission.

I thought you'd be at Carfax with Lucy.

I was, but I thought
I'd come home and rest a while.

Your mother would be so proud of you.

Hmm.

You've found a fine man in Jonathan.

I know she'd be happy with your choice.

A month ago, perhaps.

With the old Jonathan.

But he's changed.

- Hmm.
- In what way?

Well, to start with,
he's got an entirely new set of friends,

business associates, most of them.

And they're titled and wealthy
and much older than he is.

That's perfectly natural, he's in a new line.
He's bound to make new acquaintances.

Yes, but he's cut ties with most,
if not all of his old friends

as though they're expendable.

And I can't help but think...

That you might become expendable as well?

I must admit, Mr Renfield...

...your stoicism is impressive,

but by no means, a surprise.

Rodrigo.

Oh, you're strong.

And clearly, no stranger to suffering.

Admirable traits...

...under virtually every other circumstance.

Alas, Mr Renfield,

not here, not now...

There is just me and you.

The question and...

...the answer!

Who does Alexander Grayson love?

Renfield's been abducted.

- By whom?
- I can only assume it's the Order.

But until the sun goes down,
I'm powerless to help him.

Do you think they can break him?

He will die before he says a word against me.

Very well then. Problem solved.

We cannot let anything distract us
from today's test.

How long will this entire process take?

I will use the resonator to generate voltage
to a pair of electrical paddles,

then apply them to the subject's chest
and attempt to jolt the heart into beating.

Then, I will give the subject
a massive injection of the serum.

If it works, you will immediately
repeat the whole process on me.

But I won't have an adequate supply
of the serum.

As you can see, it's a slow process.

I don't have the equipment!

Hold a second.

- Excuse me.
- Yes, sir.

I'm looking for a Mr Havershim.

If it's business, call my Saint Louis office.

I have called your Saint Louis office.

And your Kansas City office,
and your Carson City office.

Don't tell me, let me guess.

You're Alexander Grayson.

That's correct.

And you want to buy
my Sweetwater operation.

And your Doubletree mine.

I am willing to offer you 20,000
of your American dollars.

Really?

Impressive.

Mr Grayson, you're either a very brave man,

or a very foolish one.

This is a rough country
to be travelling unarmed.

I don't like guns.

This is a singularly inopportune moment
to purchase a mine, sir.

What the hell?

Federal taxes on minerals are set to escalate.

So, if you insist on making the purchase,
make sure you tender an option

with a leaseback revision
to avoid the levies.

Whisky, sir?

Thank you.

And what's your name?

Renfield.

R M Renfield, Esquire.

Alexander!

You were right, Renfield was abducted

outside of Empire And Colonial
yesterday afternoon at around 4:00.

I found a newspaper vendor
who witnessed the whole thing.

- Did he give a description?
- Mmm.

Three men, one hit him, the others
grabbed him and threw him into a carriage.

Did he notify the police?

He assumed it was the police.
I found this.

Where?

In the gutter, just outside the main entrance.

Should I notify the police?

No.

This is all I need.

I was beginning to think I would
be forced to start without you.

I had an urgent matter to attend to.

And what could be more urgent than this?

I finally have a lead on Renfield.

Shall we proceed?

First, we start its heart.

One thousand volts, circuit one.

Three thousand volts!

Three thousand volts, circuit one.

It's beating.

Success.

You can't leave now!

I must find Renfield.

You are about to host a party at which
known members of the Order will be present.

Professor, if you ever valued that arm,
take it off mine.

Immediately!

Hello.

I promised him I will not do my dancing bear.

I think it's time for me to see to the women.

If you will excuse me.

Jonathan.

- Dr Murray...
- Mina, you look lovely.

Thank you.

You were right,
I was beginning to forget who I am.

I never will.

And I will always be here to remind you.

Promise?

I hope Mr Grayson likes
what you've done with the place.

- Well, he... He hasn't arrived.
- Mmm.

No, not yet. He's still to arrive.

Who does Mr Grayson love?

Mr Renfield, who does he love?

Who does Mr Alexander Grayson love?

I am willing to offer you
20,000 of your American dollars.

Mr Grayson,
you are either a very brave man...

...or a very foolish one.

This is a rough country
to be travelling unarmed.

This is a singularly inopportune moment
to purchase a mine, sir.

What the hell?

Federal taxes are set to escalate,

so if you insist on making the purchase,

make sure you tender an option
with a leaseback revision

to avoid the levies.

Whisky, sir?

Thank you.

They mean to kill you.

That's enough out of you.

You think you're so smart, huh?

Come on, boys! Join in!

You're safe now.

Mr Renfield.

Mr Renfield.

Who does Grayson love?

Curious, no sign of the ringmaster.

No doubt,
choreographing his grand entrance.

I actually meant his man, you know,

the very large one who makes
all the turgid announcements.

What's his name?

Speaking of grand entrances.

- She's looking for Grayson.
- How can you tell?

'Cause he's the only one who isn't here.

Poor thing.

Spent her best years having any man
she pleases, but now...

Lady Wetherby faces the unpleasant prospect
of not having the one man she really wants,

while her husband withers away
in his sick bed.

I apologise for being late.

I hope everything is as you wish, Miss Murray.

- Thank you so much. For everything.
- Mmm.

You look very lovely.

You'll have to excuse me, hmm?

- Thank you, incidentally.
- What for?

With your help we managed
to locate Renfield.

Suffice to say, all is good.

Though I'm no closer
to knowing who's responsible.

- Is he...
- He's quite all right, I assure you.

Now, what's this interesting news
you had regarding General Shaw?

- Quite the party.
- Mmm.

He must be a very valuable employee.

What do you think of Harker?

I think he could be useful.

If anything, he's ambitious.

I'm sure you're not thinking of recruiting him.

Yeah, he's a little rough around the edges,
but we could always use some fresh blood.

The more Britain arms itself for war
against the Ottomans,

the more General Shaw stands to gain.

On virtually every ammunition deal
this country makes, he's getting a cut.

Ten percent of the total value
of the contracts.

Harker, these allegations...

Uh... More than allegations. I've checked
his accounts. They're meticulous.

Look, Harker,
my intention was to embarrass the man,

not have him dragged up on charges.

But Shaw's a hypocrite.

A traitor of the highest order.

You're not suggesting
I just let this go, are you?

Ah.

Mr Grayson and the groom.

Lady Jayne Wetherby. I invited her.
I hope you don't mind.

Of course not.

Um, if you'll excuse me.

Harker.

- I've missed you.
- Mmm.

You look absolutely ravishing.

Oh, far better to be ravished.

Where have you been keeping yourself?

It seems somebody abducted
and tortured my man Renfield.

Oh, good Lord.

Why would someone do something like that?

Probably some old business rival.

And don't worry, it's all been resolved.

- Shall we?
- Yes.

Uh, Mr Grayson...
Please let me introduce you to my employer.

Uh, Mr Grayson, uh, Lady Wetherby.

This is Mr Browning.

- Mr Browning.
- Mr Grayson.

- Lord Davenport.
- We've met.

- Lord Rothcroft.
- Lord Rothcroft.

- Mr Grayson.
- And Lord Godalming.

Lord Godalming.
Welcome to my home.

Very kind of you to have us.

Uh, gentlemen, please excuse us.

- I cannot wait to get you to myself.
- Hmm.

And so you shall.

Mr Grayson.

Excuse me, Mr Grayson.

I would like you to meet my mentor
and my friend, Professor Van Helsing.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
Professor Van Helsing.

Honoured to meet you.

The Professor is a pioneer in his field.

Is that so?

Grayson's man, Mr Renfield was abducted.

Really?

Mmm.

Abducted and tortured.

Was that Order business?

Absolutely not.

Mr Grayson's been kind enough

to give us his home
for our celebration tonight.

How remarkably generous of him.

Thank you, Professor.

A pleasure.

Miss Murray.

Professor?

Is everything all right?

Excuse me.

All right, ladies and gentlemen, uh...

For my beautiful daughter Mina,

who has always made me proud.

And for Jonathan,
who I've long considered a son.

Uh, Mina, I only wish your mother were here

to witness the woman that you've become.

Please join me in raising a glass
to the happy couple.

To Mina and Jonathan!

To Mina and Jonathan!

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

I'd, um... Well, I'd like to start
by thanking Dr Murray.

Not just for his kind words this evening,

but for a whole lifetime of kindness,

culminating in him allowing me
to marry his daughter.

I say allowing,
but, um, anyone who knows Mina

knows that she follows her own path.

And that path...

That path has led her to make me
the very happiest

- and very luckiest man alive.
- Hear, hear.

Mr Grayson, tonight's festivities
are nothing short of spectacular.

Now I've thought long and hard about
how best to express my gratitude to you.

And in the end decided that

it's right for me to offer you
what I consider most precious.

The privilege of the first dance.

May I cut in?

Excuse me, I need some air.

Grayson has a secret, I can tell.

And what might that be?

I'm not entirely sure.

He's a man of mystery without biography.

Well, that's hardly unusual for an American.

Those who oppose him
frequently end up dead.

Those that oppose you
frequently end up dead.

It's coincidence, nothing more.

Speaking of which, his arrival in London

coincided with something
rather more ominous.

Which is?

The advent of the old one you seek.

I brought you the old one's ashes in a jar.

Did you?

Alexander Grayson...
Oh, ridiculous... Never.

You would not be the first woman
to be blinded by desire.

First huntsman, yes.

But not the first woman.

Go away.

...studied Law under Charles Runnick,

a white abolitionist.

He made a motion I be examined
under the Missouri Bar.

I presume you passed.

I joined a firm in Saint Louis,

and was sent out west
to sort out a cross-claim.

The client took exception to my race.

I was set upon by ruffians and imprisoned
for the crime of defending myself.

What about the firm in Saint Louis?

Oh, they washed their hands of me.

I suspect that was their intent all along.

I was left friendless and penniless.

Suffice to say,

things did not go to plan.

I'm very grateful for this, sir.

I hope I don't undermine
that gratitude by asking why.

You're a lawyer of the highest calibre,
Renfield.

I require a lawyer.

I too know what it's like to live as an outcast.

Outside what passes for polite society,

or rarely is...

More than you could possibly imagine.

You are a man of secrets, Mr Grayson.

That much I can see.

But I owe it to my profession
and my good name

to tell you that I can
only work for a man

who trusts me completely.

Then you shall know all my secrets.

And your life will never be the same.

Is that a promise?