Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles [theme music playing] [alarm ringing] -Everybody out into the [inaudible]. Come on. [screams] -[roar] -[scream] -Everybody out, now. Get out, please. Single file or we will be busted. Move slowly. [screams] [inaudible] Out, come on. -Ohh. Ahh. Ah, ah, ohh. [alarm stops] That's. No, no, no. [crunch] Ohh! Ooh-ah. How could Vlad do this to me? -You and stairs make him laugh. -Heugh, in the old days the count would throw me off the battlements. Heh. I expected it from him. But Vlad? He's on his way to being so much worse than his father. -Renfield? -Eh, it's ther master. He's in a terrible mood. -Dad did all this? -No, no, not your. -Not my what, Renfield? Say it, you servile wart. -Not, not your father, miss. -If not dad, then there must be another master. Who? -Vluh. Ah. -Ah? -Duh. -Spells? -Vlad. -He's been evil for one day, and you're already calling him the master? -Oh, please don't tell the count. -It's not the count you have to worry about. -Oh. Mm. -Its me. -Oh no. Vlad? -I expect you'll be wanting to see me in your office. -Was this all down to you? -Well I thought you'd enjoy a little chat with the firemen. -There is no excuse for this kind of behavior. You're suspended for a week. Now please leave the school premises and report to my office in. -Vlad. -Oh. Erin. I've been looking for you. -Get back, or I'll. -Stake me with a blunt HP? I know you're a secret breather. -Vlad, please. -Em. Is that the best you can do? Ah. -Why didn't you? -Ah. Erh. Arh. -Erin. Can you make a start on this place, please. -Ha ha, oh. I love the smell of chaos in the morning. Ah, dear Vladi. I knew he'd come bad in the end, with my genes. -And my expert tuition. To Vlad. -Indeed. -Long may he reign. -Salute. -Heh heh. -Renfield! Renfield. -Mmph. Mmph! --[laughs] He's pinned him to the wall. That's genius. That is genius. -Mm-eh-umph. -Thank you. -You? How dare you humiliate Renfield. That's my job. A word of warning, Ingrid. If I were you, I wouldn't try to compete with Vlad. -And what makes you think he can match me? -Please stay. Stay. Grrr. Stay! It's not our Vlad who's doing this. It's his reflection. -His reflection is too dangerous. I can't reach him. -Yes you can. -I can't defend myself against him. -Oh, the Vlad we know is still in there. But not for long. -You all wanted him bad. Now you've got him. Deal with it. -Ohh. This is not about your safety. You're already a half fang. Help the Vlad you care for or others will suffer terribly. -It's too much. Give him the strength to fight. You must do this. -OK. Let me get this straight. You want me to tell the baddest, the strongest vampire on Earth that I believe in his good side? -Yep. -It's Vlad. I have to suspend him for vandalizing the school property. -Hm. Really? -I need you you talk to him. -Ahh. Mm. -We have an Ofsted inspector arriving at this school any minute. Do you know what that means? -Not at all. -If she sees the mess Vlad had caused, it could affect our report and the future of the school. -OK, Miss McCauley, leave it with me. -Right, in you come, class. I hope you've got your ingredients for today's lesson, which is a chicken Kiev. -What's up with you? Has Vlad had a haircut? He looks kind of different. -Just ignore him. -Have you had a row or something? -So between you, you're going to need chicken or a vegetarian substitute, lemon, butter, tarragon, bread crumbs, and of course garlic. I gather you're suspended. You're not supposed to be on school property. -So it's true. You actually have gone bad. Chucked out of home economics. What's next? Not handing in your history assignment. Have you ever actually bitten anyone? -Don't push me. -You're still the same old, puny, little Vlad who can't stand the sight of blood. -Well done guys. Mrs. Cotton, welcome to Garside Grange. Alex McCauley, pleased to meet you. -Hello. Well, we'd best begin. -Absolutely. This way. On second thought, how about a cup of tea? -Lovely. -I think what you're doing is great, the chaos, violence, wanton destruction. Although there is an inspector in school today. -Oh, good, another breather to bite. -Aha. No, seriously, can we give it a rest until tomorrow morning. I think we owe it to Miss McCauley. -(IN DRACULA'S VOICE) Ah, the delicious Miss McCauley. -You leave Miss McCauley alone. --[laughs] And why would I listen to you? -Until you're 18, I'm the one in charge. Agh. Argh! Ahh. Vladi, Vladi, Vladi, I just think we need to be more sensible. -We? There is no we. All right? -Ahh. Well. What a wonderful view it is up here. -Aheh. -And round the corner here, we have our state of the art science block, which really must be seen to be believed. And this is, of course, a poster wall of all our after school activities. We have music, theater, sport. It's all part of what makes Garside Grange a really special place to be. -OK. Sales pitch over. Now can I see the science block, please? -Renfield! Ah, Miss McCauley. Mr. Count, I'd like you to meet Mrs. Cotton, the Ofsted inspector I was telling you about. Mr. Count is the chairman of the board. A really positive influence on the school. -Well, one does what one can. -About what we were discussing earlier. The situation has developed. -All sorted. Excuse me. Fetch me a pair of fang-cuffs and report to my chambers. It's time to teach this boy a lesson. -Look, just leave me alone. -Actually, it was Becky I was after. I wondered if you'd like to come around for lunch, for a bite to eat? -Yeah, all right then. -Mm. -And that's supposed to make me jealous, is it? -Sorry, what was your name again? -I really don't think it's a good for you to be meeting up with Vlad. He's dangerous, Becky. -Yeah, I know. -I just don't want you to get hurt. -Are you jealous? -No. BECKY: I knew it. -Becky. You know, you're right. I still really like Vlad. And I thought he liked me, too. Just promise me you won't go out with him? -It's only lunch. Erin? [cough] Ugh. [bell] -Fang-cuffs, one pair. Do it yourself. Gas mask. -Ehh. -Another one. -Now we have one chance and one chance only. -Ha ha, got it. -Well done. All we need now is the net. And the, um? -And a pitchfork, master? -Now we're in this together, Renfield, you and me, shoulder to shoulder against the-- not that close. Shoulder to shoulder against the forces of evil.