Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles [theme song] -Yo, Berti. Slumming it with rest of us? -I'm conducting a sweep for insurgents. Anyone intending to harm Vlad must get past me first. -Are you checking under his bed for monsters as well? You into antiques now? -Smoke is the enemy of the shapeshifter. Reveals their true form. But then you already knew that. -I'll take your word for it. I'm telling you, he thinks I'm the shapeshifter. Bertrand's onto us. -Then we will have to neutralize him. But if you had killed Vlad when you had the chance, the Count would have accepted you as his heir. -I'm sorry. -You sound like that feeble brother of yours. -I'm nothing like him. -Prove it. Make the Count see what he's been missing in a son all these years. -He barely notices I'm there half the time. -Nothing like a near-death experience to sharpen the senses. -What are you going to do? [laughter] -Give Bertrand to me. -No. But why-- why would anyone want to steal lead from the roof? -Well, sign of the times, I suppose. Probably already been sold to the scrap merchants. Perhaps Vlad's students might be able to shed some light. -Well, I sincerely hope you're not accusing his charges. -Of course not. The work you do with them is nothing short of amazing. -Hm. -But then, old habits die hard. -Yes, I'll take your word for it. What's this? -A purchase order for the repairs. We'll need to start work as soon as possible. -Leave it with me. -There's something I've got to tell you about Erin. She's bit a breather. -Erin bit a breather? -Yeah. We've got witnesses. -No one can find out about this. -What do you suggest then? A cover up? -We both know she's doing this to get back at me. The Coexistence Deal hangs by a thread. Everything we've worked for. -Do you want me to talk to her or-- -She's one of us now. I'll talk to her. -And what if she won't listen? -She has no choice. Ugh, whatever it is, I don't have the time. -Then make time. Those little weasels have been running amok for far too long. -I can't right now. I've got things to do. -Like what? Teaching your little groupies peace and love? -Just get off my case. Jonno. BERTRAND: Well, he's as cool as a cadaver, I'll give him that. -It doesn't give you the right to look through his things. -Something will prove his connection with the shapeshifter. -Like the last time you found proof before it miraculously disappeared? -Why do you think you're here? If I do find something, I'll have you as a witness. -I so don't care about your conspiracy theories. -Even if it leads me to Ryan's killer? -What have you find? -I don't know yet. "My darling Malik Hellfire Vaccaria. Love, Mum." -Could you excuse us for a minute? -Whatever you need to say, you can say it in front of Bertrand. -What are you playing at? Biting a breather? -You're hardly in a position to take the moral high ground with me. -The Coexistence Deal will be adhered to. No one, including you, especially you, is exempt. -Or what? You'll ash me? -This is your first and last warning. -So masterful. I'm quaking. -There's holes in this one too. -And this one. -We'll have breathers crawling all over the roof at this rate. -Right, Renfield, you'll have to carry out the repairs. -But Master, my-- my vertigo. I-- I get dizzy standing on a chair. -Well then, it's time to overcome your fears. Now make yourself useful. -Yeah, but what if I fall off the roof? -One lives in hope. -What are you waiting for? Buckle up. -Blood and garlic, they've really had a go at this one. -Buckle up. -Dad, your coats covered in-- -Get back. And I do wish you'd stop calling me that. -Sorry. -Careful. Unless you want to be barbecued. On second thought. -Move. Right. -What is all this stuff anyway? -Usual junk. Furniture heirlooms, priceless Carpathian artwork. -A bicycle? -Ah. Your mother's get fit phase. -Right. Well, I'm not wasting my time up here, and I'm certainly not standing anywhere near Renfield with a hammer in his hand. It won't budge. -Give it some welly. -All yours. -Elizabeta. -What's that? -Hm? Oh, this old thing. Painted for our blood union. -It looks nothing like Mum. -The artist was very cheap, very cheap indeed. -Yeah, that's stuck. -Right. Move. Then we'll just have to go old school -Haven't you mastered walking through walls yet? -It's been lined with lead. I haven't seen this since on of the Van Helsings tried to incarcerate me in a lead-lined coffin. -Even your powers of telepathy won't penetrate through that lock. -There is one thing we haven't tried. -What? -Help! Help! Help! [pounding] INGRID: Help! MALIK: Help! Help! COUNT DRACULA: Help! Help! INGRID: Help! -Hello? -Shh, shh. Renfield, is that you? -Come again? -It's me, your lord and master. We're-- we're trapped. You need to let us out of here. -You're eating lettuce and a beer? -No, no, no! You must find a key. -You're feeling achy? -A key! Simpleton. A key! -I'm surprised. Beer and lettuce. [inaudible] I'll let you sleep it off. -No, no, no, Ren-- oh. -Vaccaria. Vaccaria. Elizabeta Vaccaria. Look. See for yourself. -What? -There-- Elizabeta Vaccaria. She's Malik's mother. She's still alive. Her birth is written, but there's no date of death. Malik's lying. -All vampires lie. -And we lie for gain. Have you asked yourself what he's after? -You've got a class to teach. And remember, no biting. -What was that about? -Vlad can't see what's right in front of his face. -Malik? -According to him, his mother was ashed during the uprisings of 1882. But she wasn't there. -How do you know? -She was studying in Kerala on the other side of the world. A pupil of Daralam. -Who's Daralam? -The only vampire to teach the dark arts of shapeshifting. -Mrs. Van Helsing, thank you for seeing me. -We don't get many house calls from your kind. -So now you know how grave this situation has become. -Well, you're the mind-reader, not me. -Vlad's no leader. He dithers. He's losing all respect. What he needs is direction. -What he needs comes in nine inches of sustainable oak. -If we don't intervene, then the Coexistence Deal will collapse. -We? Slayers and vampires? -Your son is prepared to give up his life so that we can live in harmony. He'll never forgive you. -Do you seriously expect me to sit down with Adze? -Would you rather she had sole influence over Vlad? -No. -Then take the meeting with him for all our sakes. If you won't do it for me, then do it for Jonno. -Do you think I was born yesterday? It's a trap. -So bring some insurance. -What time? -Half 11. -I'll be there. -It's Vlad. He's not coping. The responsibility, it's too much. [laughter] -My cold dead heart bleeds. -I appreciate you're hurt. -I never loved Vlad. I was only ever interested in the power that he could give me. -Why do you think I'm here? -Good question. You disapproved of my union with Vlad. What's changed? -I realized I was wrong. -A vampire showing humility? Now I've seen it all. -I was naive to believe in Vlad's Coexistence Deal. As if vampires and breathers can live in harmony. -Speaking of which, how's Erin? -Dead. Food for worms. -Vlad didn't save her? I was sure he would. -He's still not yet bitten. And once he does-- -Whoever receives it will receive his power. -Vlad's first bite is yours for the taking. -Vlad wouldn't go anywhere near me.