Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles [theme music] -I've lost the scent. Which way? -This way. Are you sure you want to do this? Could be dangerous. Vampires down here don't play by the rules. -They will when I'm finished with them. How can they live like this? -They've nowhere else to go. Sometimes immortality just gives you more time to fail. -Nice of you to join us. Hope you like what we've done with the place. -You made a big mistake at the football match. -Oh, tell me about it. I should have headed Ryan's cross instead of going for the volleys. Sorry, man. -You bit your way through half the Slayer team. -Oh, that mistake. -The Slayer's Guild have given us 48 hours to stop attacking breathers, otherwise the ceasefire is over. -Does this mean they don't want a rematch? [laughter] -I'm starting a new training course at Garside. We'll teach you the skills you need to rebuild your lives. -We'll help you make the switch from biting breathers to using blood banks. -To learn how to become part of society again-- have jobs, nice homes. Be trusted, respected, admired-- not scratching a living down here with the rats. I can revamp you. Now who's with me? -"Revamp you?" Really? -I thought it was catchy. Obviously not everyone agrees. -Sorry, Vlad. We tried to play ball, but, uh, it's just not our game. -Blood sports-- that's more our thing. -Times have changed. There's a new way to live. -Yeah, and an old way to die. -That went well. -Yeah, I thought so, too. -Trouble? -I'm going to help Vlad bring in the street defense. -Stand down. -You are? -They're out of control. In 48 hours, the ceasefire will be over and we'll be at war again. -You want him to fail. -No, but I do think it's fitting that the deadline expires on Halloween night. -He'll meet the deadline. -We can hope for the best. But we must prepare for the worst. I need you to do a weapons check. -I'm going to help my friend and you can't stop me. -Yes, I can. -Can we please bust them all and go home now? -Violence won't get us anywhere. -Seems to be working quite well for them. [gasps] -It's revamp, or rest in peace. -A wise choice. -Forgive me for saying this, but, uh, the chosen one has lost his way. -We need to nudge him back on course. What's the saying? Oh, ew-- "old age and trickery will always overcome youth and ambition." -Ah. What did you have in mind? -If Vlad doesn't beat the deadline, the Slayers will break off the ceasefire and life returns to normal. Vampires and Slayers at each other's throats. -And this time we'll wipe out the Guild once and for all. Nothing will stand in our way. We will own the night. -All "we" have to do is ensure that Vlad's little revamp project fails-- spectacularly! [laughter] -Of course, it would be better if we didn't get our own hands dirty. -Ah. Never do a job yourself, when you've got a daughter who can do it for you. -Ah. [plasma shots] [laser] [door opening] -You're good. -You wanted to see me? -We would like your opinion on something. -Why? You've never asked for it before. -We'd like a woman's perspective-- someone who's intelligent. -Refined. -Selfish. -Unscrupulous. -You're plotting something and you want me to do your dirty work. -She's good. -The compliments were a bit of a giveaway. We would like you to sabotage Vlad's revamping unit. -What's in it for me? -The ceasefire ends and you go back to doing what you do best-- inviting the neck that feeds. [hiss] -Don't tempt me. Now ask me what I want. -You want to show some respect when talking to your father. I would never let my daughter talk-- -Ba, ba, ba, ba. What do you want darling daughter, apple of my eye. -I told you. I want a seat on the high council. [laughter] -I thought you were joking. You're far too young. -I'm sure I'd be a fast learner in the hands of a more experienced council member. -I blame her mother. -Better warm up that seat. This won't take long. [explosion] -You can't stop me this time. -Malik's gang bit another breather tonight. This experiment was a mistake. Vampires will never change. -No, it's you that will never change. Slaying vampires won't bring dad back, but helping them might save someone else. -Eh, the electrics are gone-- lights, sockets, everything. -Strange that it's only this classroom. -Yeah, that, that is a mystery and no mistake. -It could be a loose wire. We'll have to close this classroom until it's fixed. -Oh, no, that, that's a bit drastic, isn't it? I'm, I'm sure it's a bit of a-- [screams] I was, uh, just kidding. [laughs] -Let's get to work. -The first phase of the revamp is to get control of your blood lust. -You have to go cold fang-- no blood for 24 hours. -They're loaded with concentrated garlic juice. -Go ahead, punk, make my day. -There is no way out of this room. -We sprayed the windows with garlic juice. -And the walls, and the ceiling. -Control your blood lust-- it's the only way you're getting out of here. Renfield, you take the first shift. Anyone comes through this door, you know what to do. -Yeah. I'll give them both barrels. [squirt] Oh! Sorry. Itchy trigger finger. Itchy all over, actually. [squirt] Ah! Eh, sorry. -Phase one of the revamp is underway. -Excellent Vlady. Isn't that excellent, Ramanga? -Excellent. -And you were able to round up all of the street fangs? -Malik and his gang got away. -Oh, dear, that is regrettable. -Most regrettable. -Ah. -Don't worry. We'll find him before the deadline. -Well, if you need our help, just say the words. We are right behind you. -Go Team Vlady. -Halt! Who goes here? There. There. Who goes there. Put 'em up! [clears throat] -You're feeling hungry, very hungry. You have an irresistible urge to go to the kitchen and fix yourself a snack. -I have an irresistible urge to go to the kitchen and fix myself a snack. -Uh, what are you doing here? -Oh, felt peckish. Made myself a slug sandwich. Anybody want one? Eh? -Who's guarding the revamp room? [swallows hard] -Oh! What are you two still doing in school? You should have gone home hours ago. I don't recognize you. Whose form are you in? -Miss McCauley? I just wanted to say, goodnight. -Vlad, do you know who these-- Night, Vlad. -All present and correct. -Uh, I'll take this shift. [school bell] -Uh, pathetic. He's missed her jugular by a country mile. -Oh! Morning, Mr. Cart. -Ah, morning. -I saw some odd-looking kids in the school last night. -Chess club? -No, they weren't peoples. They looked, well, homeless. -Oh, no, no, no, that's Vlad. He's rounded up some street urchins, trying to clean them up, teach them life skills. I'll tell him to get rid of them. -How kind of Vlad to try and help those less fortunate than himself. -Actually, it was my idea. Yes, I thought the whole thing up, not Vlad. But I, I don't like to talk about my (WHISPERING) charity work. -Oh. We need more people like you-- selfless, caring, humane. -Well I only wish I could do more. Those poor souls. -I'd like to meet them. -Well, they're quite a shy bunch, but yes, I'll, I'll see what I can do. -We've got 24 hours to bring Malik and Ryan in. -They won't come without a fight. -Promise me you won't hurt my brother. -We're out of time. We have to stop them, whatever it takes. -He's the only family I've got. -You're not his sister anymore. You're a breather. [sighs] -Let me talk to Ryan and see if I get through to him. -The time for talking is over. -You're in charge when I'm gone. -Where are you going? -Into the lion's den. -Right, Miss McCauley had taken an interest in the revamp unit. It's probably best we don't destroy it just yet. -Why do we care what a breather thinks?