-You better get that noisy, wheelie bucket

out of my courtyard [inaudible].

-Stop!

-He means go faster.

-Master.

-Come on.

-No, I mean stop.

-Stop.

-What do you think of your new sibling, Vlady?

A fine specimen.

I'm sure you'd agree.

-Is it true?

MALIK: Yes.

Brother.

COUNT: Well.

-Why keep it a secret?

You've been here for weeks.

-Well, I didn't know how you'd react.

-Who's his mother?

-I am here, you know.

-Who is his mother?

-My mother's Elizabeta, Arta's wife.

-Your brother's wife.

-Oh, Vlady, you have to stop this nonsense.

Loyalty is for breathers.

It's hugely overrated.

-You can't really believe he's your son.

-I'll prove it.

However, you want. Name it.

-He has more bite than you.

Don't you think, Vlady?

More, more passion.

-I wouldn't say that.

-You look different.

Interesting even.

-I thought we were talking about Malik.

[sniffing]

-Exquisite.

I knew you'd come good.

How could you not?

My son, the chosen one.

This calls for a celebration.

Renfield, a feast in Vlad's honor.

What would you like, Vlady?

-Roast neck of a breather?

Crispy fingers with a [inaudible] to start?

-Pizza.

-Pizza.

-My boy.

Come along, Renfield.

We have work to do.

-How can he just accept him?

-We don't know that he has.

But you're missing the point as usual.

-So enlighten me.

-Malik will want power.

He's a threat.

-I'm not scared of him.

Erin, wait.

You'd have died.

-I did warn you.

-Adze's furious about the defanging.

-So let her take it out on Dad and Malik.

They did it.

There's nothing she can do.

-She's taken her father's seat on the high council.

She's called for a vote of no confidence.

-Co-existence is working.

We've proved it.

-The defanging gives her ammunition.

She'll use it to undermine you.

-We'll write a report.

Get it in first and derail the vote.

-The meeting's tonight.

VLAD: Then you better get a move on.

Write the report, Bertrand.

-This will stop the pain.

-I'm not drinking that.

-Your taste buds have changed.

There's a lot I can help you with.

-You can't trust her.

You know that.

-And I can trust you, can I?

-So beautiful.

-Trouble in paradise?

-I made her.

She has to be loyal.

It's part of our code.

She has no choice.

-In your dreams.

Trust me, little brother.

She's mine now.

-Oh, 1935 prewar.

1956, [inaudible] for a summer's day.

Where is it?

Look.

It's not here.

Oh yes.

1554.

Saved for this very day.

-No way.

-Yes way.

The only bottle from that tragic young queen.

-Lady Jane Grey?

-Her blindfold.

She tied it herself before the old--

-Can I hold it?

-Certainly not.

It's for Vlad.

Move.

VLAD (VOICEOVER): So what do you think

of your new sibling, Vlady?

A fine specimen.

I'm sure you'd agree.

ERIN (VOICEOVER): And I can trust you, can I?

VLAD (VOICEOVER): He has more bite than you.

More, more passion.

-Vlady, Vlady, Vlady, stop, stop, stop.

Come this way.

Move.

Sit.

Sit.

Sit.

Ah.

[trumpet noise]

-Pizza?

-It's what you wanted, isn't it?

-Yeah.

But you never give me what I want.

-Ah.

All that's changed.

Now you've proven yourself.

What Vlady wants, Vlady will get.

-Oh, please.

COUNT: It doesn't stop there.

Renfield.

-Ta-da.

-That's--

-Lady Jane Grey.

-Is that her blood?

COUNT: Yes.

I thought you'd never give me the chance to uncork it.

-You've been saving it for centuries.

COUNT: And it's for you, Vlady.

All these years, I've been saving it for you.

INGRID: But he's only bitten one person.

It's hardly carnage.

COUNT: That will soon follow.

It's inevitable now he's tasted the nectar.

-I don't drink blood.

-Are you insane?

-No.

-Drink it.

-I know what this means to you.

But I can't.

-Then you, Vladimir, are no son of mine.

-I'll drink it.

-Reseal it, shall I, master?

-Uh, if Malik gets some, I should too.

COUNT: Silence!

I need a worthy heir.

Someone darker than pitch and blacker than a moonless night.

-Mistress Ingrid.

COUNT: Don't be ridiculous.

You two, my so-called sons, come here.

Now.

There will be a duel tomorrow.

Only one of you will survive, and he who survives

will be my heir.

-You want me to kill Vlad?

COUNT: No.

I want Vlad to kill you.

But if you succeed, I will-- yes, I,

I suppose you'll have to do.

-And what if I refuse to fight?

-Then Malik will execute you.

Isn't that right, Malik?

INGRID: This just gets better and better.

-No.

There's more to this.

Can't you see it?

The shadows are everywhere.

-Get a life.

-What is it now?

-Father, I will fight with courage and fire.

I will prove I am a worthy son.

-How very sweet.

Look.

Try not to get yourself killed.

I think I could get quite fond of you.

ELIZABETA (VOICEOVER): You must not be seduced by the Count.

-I'm showing him what I'm worth.

That will make it sweeter.

And I can destroy Vlad.

He's the dangerous one.

ELIZABETA (VOICEOVER): Make sure you do.

[laughter]

-Well, well, well.

What a cheering sight.

-I was just putting it back.

-No, no, no.

Be my guest.

-You put in last week stats?

-Page four.

No biting incidents.

I even did a pie chart.

-Pen.

-You're not going to read it.

-You've got to get it delivered.

You can go.

-No, I can't.

You're in danger, Vlad.

You can't keep ignoring it.

-I can handle Malik.

-There's more to him than we know.

-Such as?

-The level of threat.

The darkness.

It's since he's arrived.

That can't be a coincidence.

Malik's hiding something.

Has to be.

-The only thing he was hiding is that he was a Dracula.

-Why won't you listen?

-Because you have no proof.

Nothing.

-There's evil.

I can feel it.

-We're evil.

-Besides us.

You going to train for the duel, right?

-I'm thirsty.

I've got to get a drink.

-Bloodthirsty?

You're all over the place.

You can't risk losing.

-I won't lose.

Malik's an amateur.

Beside, I can always just zone him.

-Zoning's a final resort.

You know that.

We need to keep it secret.

-Then I'll find some other way to flatten him.

-Malik's raw, Vlad.

He has passion.

VLAD (VOICEOVER): He has more bite than you.

More passion.

VAMPIRE: You can do it.

I know you can, Malik.

Just concentrate.

-Come.

-Concentrate.

-Wow.

-What you need is a proper sparring partner.

-You?

And why would you help me?

-Because you're more fun than Vlad.

Vlad's stronger, Malik.

Without me you'll be staked in seconds.

-A contract?

You really expect me to agree to all of this?

-If you want to win, yes.

-What's got into you?

One zoning enough, or do you want some more?

-No.

Don't.

Zoning's a dark art.

It has to be respected.

-Scared?

BERTRAND: Of course, I'm scared.

It was terrifying.

Biting Erin must have been a big deal.

-Yeah, well, it's what we do.

Isn't it?

Us, vampires.

-It felt good.

And you want more?

-She's supposed to be loyal.

I bit her.

I made her.

-It doesn't work like that.

Not if you're in love with her.

-She hates me.

Ingrid's got her claws into her.

-Erin's one of us now.

We love power.

Can't resist it.

Tonight, use the duel to show your power and strength.

-You think?

-I know.

So let's get you ready, huh.

-You really think I can get her back.

-If you win, Erin won't be able to resist.

[laughter]

-Faster.

Faster.

-Well, well, an enemy in the camp.

-You've got it wrong.