Hide and Seek Young Dracula

Run, Ingrid. Slayers.

Run!

-BANG

-Ow!

Agh!

Got to stop doing that.

DISTANT LAUGHTER

Nightmare.

Incoming!

I'm back.

Cutting it a bit close, sire?

I lost track of time, chasing a milkman.

Caught him eventually, helped myself to a pint.

Good morning, Your Highness. I trust the Chosen One slept well?

-Give it a rest, Dad.

-I don't care what you do during the day,

but at night, you should be hunting with me.

Two bats out, looking for blood.

There is no way I'm ever turning into a bat.

It's disgusting, it's not natural.

There is no greater feeling than soaring high above the earth,

the wind under your wings, the moonlight on your back.

-You're a flying rodent. What's fun about that?

-It's not about fun.

It's about training you to be Grand High Vampire.

Next year, when you come of age, you need to be ready.

What's wrong? Coffin prices gone up?

Stokely Castle has... burnt to the ground.

"The Dracula residence Stokely Castle was

"burnt to the ground yesterday.

"There are unconfirmed reports that the eldest daughter, Ingrid,

"perished in the blaze."

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I loved her, Zoltan.

I knew I didn't always show it, but I loved her.

She was the best castle I ever roamed.

He was talking about Ingrid.

No, I wasn't.

I had a dream last night she was being chased by slaves.

Yes, I've had that one before. Looks like our dream came true.

How can you joke about it?

She left you for dead and me locked in a UV cage.

If the battery hadn't run out, I'd be a pile of ashes now,

and so would you.

CREAKING

Good morning, gentlemen.

What can I get you for breakfast? I have eggs.

Scrambled, poached, fried, boiled.

Bacon, sausage, mushroom, tomato, kippers.

Crumpets, muffins, waffles, pancakes, porridge, cornflakes.

And toast.

Every morning, it's the same.

I can't undo the memory wipe.

It's so strong, it keeps re-wiping his brain.

Look at this reflection. Does anything seem strange to you?

-It's just me.

-Attaboy.

-How are you doing that?

-I have been around 600 years.

I sleep in a coffin, I drink blood, and I move with unnatural speed.

Ringing any bells?

-But... But that's impossible.

-Not if you're a vampire.

-Aren't you bored of doing that yet?

-No, I still get a kick out of it.

-It's often the highlight of my day.

-I like the new Renfield.

He smells a whole lot better than the old one.

He thinks I'm a toy. Keeps looking for my batteries.

Which is most unpleasant.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning, gentlemen, and what can I get you for breakfast?

-Oh!

-I have eggs - scrambled, poached, fried...

-You told us already!

I did?

-My mind's gone blank.

-We were talking about vampires, remember?

Vampires, sir?

-There's no such thing.

-It's like living with a goldfish.

That'll be all, Renfield.

Very good, sir.

Now, time for a proper breakfast.

Take your pick.

I have O positive, B negative - all the blood types a growing boy needs.

No bats, no blood. I'm going to lead a normal life.

We bought this school in the middle of nowhere

so we could hide from an army of slayers trying to kill us.

Vladimir, what is normal about that?

BACKGROUND NOISES SLOW DOWN AND STOP

PULSES BEAT

Agh!

Where is he? Where's your brother?

All this time, I thought you were interested in me!

-Where's the Chosen One?

-I don't know!

Like I'd tell you if I did!

Time to finish the job.

Vlad?

Vlad!

Are you all right?

-Have you hurt yourself?

-I'm OK, Miss McCauley. Just a bit dazed.

-What happened?

-I...tripped.

-Did someone push you?

-No, it was an accident.

You can tell me the truth, you know.

My door is always open.

Get up. We're going to Stokely to save Ingrid.

I'm not sifting through a burnt-out castle to save Ingrid's ashes.

How do we know if we scooped her up or the front door?

She's alive, I saw her in a vision.

You had a vision?

I sort of blacked out and I saw Ingrid being chased by slayers.

It was like I was there.

Right, we need to beef up your training, see what else you can do.

This isn't about me, it's about Ingrid. She needs our help.

SHE turned her back on us.

SHE wanted to make the streets of Stokely run red with blood.

Well, now they will. With hers.

We can't just stand by and do nothing.

Everyone deserves a second chance.

Mum treats you like dirt, yet you still keep taking her back.

-That's different.

-How?

We're not lifting a fang to help Ingrid. This conversation is over.

Fine, I don't need your help. I'll save Ingrid on my own.

Over my dead body.

You're going to burn!

Don't forget your sun cream.

If you want a lift, get in!

Get the van.

You can relax. I'm one of you.

We need to stick together if we want to stay ahead of the slayers.

-How come you're not burning up?

-UV filter.

You're safe in here.

-What happened to your face?

-I bit a teenager.

Caught something off him.

-Where are you heading?

-As far from the slayers as I can get.

You can chill. We've lost them.

If I leave now, I'll just catch the 12:26.

This is not a good idea.

Ingrid's alive, I'm going to save her.

If you leave now, you'll burn to a crisp.

You must wait until nightfall.

There's no time!

Oh!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ooh!

-Running away isn't the answer, Vlad.

-I wasn't running away, I was just...

You don't have to lie to me. I'm on your side.

Come on, in we go.

-Problem?

-Slayers.

-You said we'd lost them.

-They've found us.

I don't know how, but they've found us.

-I think we can lose them. Do you think we can lose them?

-No.

Me neither.

-Who's Blondie?

-Must be one of them.

If we're tracking them, why are we getting so close?

-I've explained this plan a thousand times.

-It'd better work.

Don't say a word.

You were very brave.

Thanks.

Brave and stupid.

And there it is.

You're giving up?

There is one way you can get to her.

How?

It's small and black and rhymes with "hat".

I am not turning into a bat.

You have to.

No way.

It's easy.

Never going to happen.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS No, don't do this to us!

Come on, come on, come on! Do you think they saw us turn off?

Yes, they saw us.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

Lock the doors.

Lock the doors!

-Ugh!

-HISSING

Start, you useless pile of... ENGINE STARTS

I promise I will never say the B word again.

I saw the road. I can find her.

We're not going to get very far in this.

Have you got any family round here who could hide us?

I burnt all my bridges a long time ago.

I've got nowhere to go.

Ah!

I'm starving.

On the menu this evening, we have four starters.

Partridge ravioli with ajillo and black-truffle sauce,

followed by Welsh beef, wilted spinach and potato rosti,

with a homemade horseradish sauce.

-And for dessert...

-I'll eat out.

Very good, sir.

If it's convenient, Miss McCauley would like to see you in her office.

Perhaps I'll eat in after all.

Would Sir like...?

Keep heading on the last bearing and see if we can reacquire the signal.

I told you this plan wouldn't work.

BEEPING

It's sunset.

Stay alert.

Thank you for coming, Mr Count. I want to talk to you about Vlad.

That's a delightful-looking necklace you're wearing, Miss McCauley.

-Oh, thank you!

-May I?

-Sorry?

-It's perfect. The line, the shape,

the quintessence of all that is good in this world.

-I'm worried about Vlad.

-Mmm.

-I think we may have a case of bullying.

-Well, you know how it is.

Boys will be boys. What did he do? Take someone's lunch money?

No... Vlad isn't the bully.

Has he been protecting someone from the bully?

-No.

-Good.

I think Vlad is the one being bullied.

Perhaps they're teasing him for being the owner's son.

-You mean he's the... The victim?

-Vlad is...passive,

so I know he'll just ignore it.

He could have this lot for breakfast. What is wrong with the boy?!

-Can you talk to him?

-Don't you worry.

I'll get him to pour his heart out to me.

Agh! I can do this.

So stop talking and start flapping.

Good evening. On the menu this evening, we have...

Whatever you do, don't stop flapping!

Ah!

Did you see that? Vlad turned into a bat.

HE SNIFFS

Mmm, don't mind if I do!

INGRID SPLUTTERS

-Are you OK?

-What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Hope so, or I'll be push-starting this by my...self.

Vladimir!

-What happened?

-Where's Vladdy?

-Sorry, sir, my mind's gone blank.

-You saw a vampire.

-Vampire, sir? Vampire's don't ex...

-Give it a rest!

He saw Vlad turn into a bat.

Vlad turned into a bat?

Vlad didn't really turn into a bat, and that's just a toy.

My son turned into a bat!

He flew right out that window.

And they're just pre-programmed phrases.

Renfield, the Welsh beef was delicious.

-OK, that's weird.

-Good hunting, Vlad! Bring back something for me!

He's bringing back Ingrid.

Yeah, they're long gone. You've blown it.

This is Fang Finder 7, calling SHQ, over.

'This is SHQ. What is your status, Fang Finder 7?'

Target has gone dark, returning to base, over and out.

BEEPING

Target acquired. Bearing of 290. Let's move in.

Fingers crossed.

ENGINE SPLUTTERS

-Who sold you this heap of junk?

-My brother.

-Agh!

-Talking of brothers, that's mine.

-You got old.

-You got sick.

-I can look after myself.

-Oh, yeah? So why did you leave Stokely?

-I got bored.

You got burned.

-So, that's what this is? You're hear to gloat?

-I'm here to take you home.

I think it's a bit late to be playing happy families, don't you?

-We can protect you from the slayers.

-I can handle them.

And I'm not afraid to use them. On anyone.

You'll lose.

Now you're just showing off.

-Come home, Ingrid. We've missed you.

-We?

-Deep down, he loves you.

-No, he doesn't.

-Never has, never will.

-Give him another chance.

He'll prove you wrong.

Bye, Vlad.

Stay out of trouble. I guess that's what you're best at.

Tracking beacons 500 metres up ahead.

Let's hope her brother takes the bait.

-Slayers are coming.

-You're paranoid. Relax, we lost them.

They've put a tracking device on you.

How did that get there?

Where shall we put that?

They're looking for me. They must have known I tried to find you.

I'm the bait?

Don't I feel special(!)

SHE WINCES

You are special. You're my sister.

-Let me help.

-I got it. Open the door.

Take her to Garside Grange School. I'll meet you there.

-You're not coming with us?

-I'm going to throw them off the scent.

-BEEPING

-Contact imminent.

SIREN WAILS

-What the...?

-BRAKES SCREECH

It's him.

He's toying with us.

CLANGING He's on the roof!

-Watch the perimeter.

-CREAKING

BANGING

Leave my family alone!

'Fang Finder 7, this is SHQ. Have you completed your mission?

'Over.'

We're going to need a bigger van.

Well, well, well.

Look what the bat dragged in. I told you not to bring her here!

-Nice to see you too, Dad(!)

-Leave her alone.

-She's sick.

-Put her out of her misery.

-You lay a fang on her...

-Silence!

-You can't tell me what to do anymore.

-You think you can defy me?

I am your father. Don't ever forget that!

Then what are you waiting for? Bite me.

-I'm sorry, OK? I had to save her. She's family.

-She's trouble.

She's not deaf, you know. I didn't want to come here.

So that makes two of us. Which reminds me, how is my castle?

-I told you this was a bad idea.

-You're staying.

At least until you get better. Right, Dad?

-Right, let's leave the two of them to catch up.

-I should be going.

Stay for the day, get some rest. I'll get you a coffin.

-Good evening, sir.

-You OK, Renfield?

-I... Sorry, sir, my mind's gone blank.

-Not to worry.

This is Erin, she needs a coffin to sleep in.

-Could you bring one up from the basement?

-Very good, sir.

Will your guest be comfortable, sleeping in a coffin, sir?

Er, it's OK, Renfield, she's eccentric, like the rest of us.

Ah, understood, sir. Would there be anything else, sir?

I've got some maths homework due in tomorrow. Could you do that for me?

Certainly, sir.

-He doesn't know you're vampires?

-It's a long story.

-Pretty cool, having someone to do all your homework for you.

-Yeah.

I'd appreciate it if we could keep that between ourselves.

Don't worry. I can keep a secret.

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