[knocking]

-Well, well. [inaudible] spray.

No pulse, you're good.

-Come in.

-Well, there are definitely more than last night.

-A smile wouldn't kill them.

-It's going to take time to drive out

that mix of blood lust and attitude.

-Wonderful news-- your fiancee, the princess Adze,

will be presented to you in five minutes.

I think it's time to ditch the breather trash, hm?

-He can't force you into this engagement.

Just don't show up.

-She's Ramanga's daughter.

I can't insult him.

I need his support with the High Council.

But I'll find a way to get rid of her.

-We'll find a way.

We're in this together.

--[shouts] Message from Van Helsing.

He's going to be late delivering the blood to feed the ferals.

-Why aren't we upstairs?

Why are we stuck in a classroom like a bunch of kids?

-The Draculas are hosting an important ritual.

-And they don't want us making the place look untidy.

-Is that why we haven't got our blood?

Vlad's too busy partying?

-Our supplies have been delayed.

-Not good enough.

-A suit?

-Well, jeans and a T-shirt would have

been seen as disrespectful.

Are you sure you want to be here for this?

-Are you kidding?

I want to get a proper look at the competition.

-There is no competition.

-Right answer.

COUNT: [laughing] A great day, old friend!

-Hm, the first step in joining together of two noble houses.

COUNT: Ah!

Bueno.

-Is this seat taken?

-It is now?

-Unless my senses deceive me, that perfume you're wearing--

-Is distilled from the flower of The Deadly Nightshade.

-The Deadly Nightshade is the emblem of my clan.

-Really?

I had no idea.

[trumpets]

-I present Princess Adze.

[music playing]

COUNT: Absolutely charming!

You're a fortunate man, Vlad.

[applause]

[applause]

[applause]

-Now remember, the chosen couple must not meet again

until the blood tea ceremony tomorrow night.

So, what do you think of your new consort?

No need to answer.

I can see the desire in your eyes.

[laughing]

-What's the blood tea ceremony?

-Just part of the process.

All show, no substance, just like my engagement.

-There's a problem with the ferals.

[bats squeaking]

-Some of them have tried to raid the school nature club.

They're desperate for a feed.

I can't contain them for much longer.

VLAD: I'm sorry, do you want to go back

to dossing about in abandoned buildings

and feeding off stray cats?

Because, if you want a life here,

the only way it's going to work is

if you listen to Bertrand and me.

-If you can't deliver I'll find my own food.

-Lose the attitude Ryan.

-Stay out of it, breather!

-What are you talking about?

VLAD: It's not funny, Ryan.

[hissing]

-OK, bad joke.

Chill out.

VLAD: [inaudible]

-Yeah, well, persuading slayers to donate their blood

is turning out to be a lot tougher than we thought.

-We'll have to introduce the soya

blood earlier than I planned.

I'll get Renfield to start producing.

We're going to need volume.

-What's this I hear about your-- your fiance?

-She's not my fiance.

Bertrand, I'm going to need you to do some digging on Adze.

[music playing]

-It's all going to plan.

Nobody suspects a thing.

-What are you doing in here?

-Fancy a walk after dinner?

-Who was with you?

I thought I heard voices.

-Nope, it's just me.

-Let's get back to class.

Can't have you lot roaming around.

[music playing]

-You look positively malevolent.

-You say the nicest things.

-Eyes full of treachery, lips as cold as the grave.

Did I do something wrong?

-On the contrary, you've done nothing.

You agreed to help me get a seat on the High Council.

-I will.

You have my word.

-As what?

An evil, duplicitous vampire noble?

Hardly a cast iron guarantee, is it?

I think actions speak so much louder than words.

-Don't think you're meant to be up here.

-I heard there was a party.

Thought I might crash it.

-Party?

I wish.

Just my brother's boring engagement.

-Well maybe we ca liven it up a bit?

-You love to stir things, don't you?

-It's part of my charm!

[door creaking]

-Go.

-Adze's ancestry is without blemish.

She's the direct descendant of numerous kings

and princes going back centuries.

On paper she's the perfect match for you.

-Perfect?

She wouldn't be interested in Vlad

if he wasn't the chosen one.

VLAD: Hm, thanks.

-I mean she's a mercenary, total grave digger.

Nail her in a coffin and post her somewhere sunny.

-If there are no skeletons in her cupboard, we create one.

JONNO: And we catch it on digital camera?

-Show the video to Ramanga and the Count.

VLAD: Adze's disgraced, and it's bye, bye engagement.

Sounds good to me.

ERIN: Usually my feminist principals

would have me questioning such a chauvinistic plan.

But, in this case--

-I'll give it a go.

-What, you think I'm punching above my weight?

-Before the peace, she was a traditional vampire.

Now, offer her dinner, and you could be on the menu.

-Look, I'm a trained slayer.

I can look after myself.

Look, I want to do this.

Vlad and Erin's relationship represents

the future for vamps and breathers.

I won't let anything destroy them.

-No, it's too dangerous.

-He'll be fine.

Like he said, he can handle himself.

-If anything goes wrong, you know what I'm saying?

Better dead than undead?

No offense.

-None taken.

-All right.

-Good evening, Princess.

For you.

-You know, if I touch them they'll wither and die.

-Not these.

They've been dipped in liquid nitrogen.

Like you, their beauty is frozen in time.

Well, are you enjoying your visit?

-It has its attractions.

-Yeah, this is quite an interesting old building.

-Look into my eyes.

Deeper.

-She's going in for the kill.

-We just have to sneak one shot.

ANZE: Look deeper.

ERIN: Vlad.

Vlad!

-OK, get in there.

-Well, Jonno, there you are.

Your mom's on the phone.

-A sensitive vampire, who knew?

-It's about dignity.

-Jonno put his life on the line and you're

worried about your feelings?

-We're busy, Dad.

COUNT: Well take a moment to insure those sewer rats who

attend your school leave the premises before sunrise.

I found her vagabond brother dossing under my desk.

And if I find him there again he'll be undead meat.

Well, not long now until the blood tea ceremony.

Your time's almost up.

-What did he mean?

-Ignore him.

But, if Ryan's taken to wandering about the school,

we need to find him before the breather kids arrive.

-I'll track him down.

-Not on your own.

-Uh, I can look after myself.

And you need to concentrate on getting rid of Adze.

-You haven't told her what the blood tea

ceremony really means, have you?

-No need.

It's not going to happen.

-All fixed.

[music playing]

[knocking]

-Enter.

-Princess, Vladimir Dracula sent me

to see if there's anything you need.

-I need distraction.

RAMANGA: I mentioned your candidacy to the president,

and for the next 10 minutes I couldn't get a word out of him

because he was laughing so hard.

-Ugh!

-It's going to take a while.

You'll be overturning centuries of tradition.

-You've got two weeks.

-So delightfully unreasonable.

-I just have faith in your powers of persuasion.

-Hm.

-The rewards will be great for both of us.

Are you spying on me?

-I like to think of it as looking out for you.

He's got to be 600 if he's a decade.

INGRID: Apparently he's 515, unless you

think he lies about his age.

I'm playing the long game.

You wouldn't understand.

-Well, you might be surprised.

The "Magnus Fabula?"

-It's the history of the High Council,

so I'll know if Ramanga is lying to me.

So I don't need looking out for.

-Yeah, but isn't it good to know you've got backup just in case?

-Ryan?

Sorry.

-[laughs]

[shouting]

[music playing]

ANZE: [laughing] Could you teach me?

[laughing]

-You've just been fed.

-Bottle fed, like a baby!

-They could hand you over to the slayers for this.

-Better not tell anyone, then.

Brutal.

-Why won't you listen to Vlad?

You'd have a much better life.

-Vlad!

Why do you think he's so special?

He's about to dump you for a princess.

-You are where of the allegations

Vladimir has made against you?

-Well can you off any defense?

-I was alone and bored?

-[sighs]

-What?

So you threw yourself at my friend?

Wh-- I-- I refuse to marry someone who--

who goes off with the first guy that flatters her.

-But this is as good as it gets!

She's your perfect partner.

-What?

COUNT: I see no grounds to cancel the engagement.

-Nor I.

-Well, until the blood tea ceremony.

-Ugh!

Who does that Dracula brat think he is?

-Once he has bitten you at the wedding,

and given you the powers due to the wife of the chosen one,