Loyalty's for Breathers Young Dracula

You'd better get that noisy, wheelie bucket out of my courtyard sharpish.

-Oh, yes?

-All right, vicar. God!

ENGINE STARTS UP

DROWNED OUT BY MUSIC

Run, run, run.

Come on, Gloucester!

Stop!

He means go faster!

-Master!

-Come on!

No, I mean stop!

Stop.

DRACULA LAUGHS

What do you think of your new sibling, Vladdy?

A fine specimen, I'm sure you'd agree.

Is it true?

Yes.

Brother.

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. Arthur's wife.

Your brother's wife?!

Vladdy, 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, Vladdy? More, more passion.

-DRACULA LAUGHS

-I wouldn't say that.

You look different. Interesting, even.

I thought we were talking about Malik.

HE SNIFFS

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 honour.

What would you like, Vladdy?

Roast neck of a breather?

Crispy fingers with a pastie to start?

-Pizza?

-Later.

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...

I did warn you.

Magda's furious about the de-fangigng.

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.

Coexistence is working. We've proved it.

The de-fanging gives her ammunition.

She'll use it to undermine you.

We'll write a report.

Get it in first and derail the vote.

-But the meeting's tonight.

-Then you'd better get a move on.

Write the report, Bertrand.

CRASHING SOUND

This will stop the pain.

I'm not drinking that.

Your taste buds have changed.

ERIN SIGHS

There's a lot I can help you with.

You can't trust her.

You know that.

And I can trust you, can I?

You're so beautiful.

SHE SNARLS

-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, pre-war!

1956, Suez!

For the summer's day.

Where is it?

Look...it's not here!

LAUGHS

Oh, yes.

BLOWS

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.

COUNT: 'So...what do you think of your new sibling, Vladdy?

'A fine specimen, I'm sure you'd agree.'

-ERIN:

-'And I can trust you, can I?'

'He has more bite than you... bite than you.

'More passion.'

Vladdy, Vladdy, Vladdy. Stop, stop, stop. Come this way.

Move. Sit, sit, sit.

Ah...

Ta-da!

-Pizza!

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

-Yes, but...

-..you never give me what I want.

-Ah...all that's changed.

Now you have proven yourself, what Vladdy wants...Vladdy will get.

-Oh, please!

-It doesn't stop there. Renfield.

Oh, yeah.

Ta-da!

-What's that?

-Lady Jane Grey. Is that her blood?

-Yes.

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

-He's been saving it for centuries.

-And it's for you, Vladdy.

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

But he's only bitten one person. It's hardly carnage!

It 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.

-I'll reseal it, shall I, master?

-If Malik gets some, I should too.

-Silence!

I need a worthy heir.

Someone darker than pitch and blacker than a moonless night.

-Mistress Ingrid?

-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.

He who survives will be my heir.

You want me to kill Vlad?

No, I want Vlad to kill you, but if you succeed,

then, well...

..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?

This just gets better and better.

No, there's more to this, can't you see it? The shadows are everywhere.

Get a life!

LAUGHS

-What is it now?

-Father, I will fight with courage and fire.

I will prove I am a worthy son.

How very sweet.

SIGHS

Look, try not to get yourself killed.

I think I could get quite fond of you.

ELIZABETA: 'You must not be seduced by the count.'

I'm showing him what I'm worth.

That will make it sweeter.

Then I can destroy Vlad, he's the dangerous one.

'Make sure you do.'

CACKLES

Well, well, well. What a cheering sight.

Just putting it back.

No, no, no. Be my guest.

LAUGHS

SIGHS

-You put in last week's stats.

-Page 4. Your biting incident.

I even did a pie chart.

Pen.

-You're not going to read it?

-You'd better 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're 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. Besides, I can always zone him.

Zoning is 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.

COUNT: 'He has more bite than you, Vladdy.'

GROANS

Do it, I know you can, Malik. Just concentrate.

Wow!

What you need... is a proper sparring partner.

You?

-Why would you help me?

-Because you're more fun than Vlad.

Vlad is 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 is a dark art, it has to be respected.

-Scared?

-Of course I'm scared. It was terrifying.

Biting Erin must've been a big deal.

-Yeah, well, it's what we do, isn't it, us vampires?

-It felt good?

And you want more.

She supposed to be loyal. I begged 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 is 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, yeah?

-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, I want to help.

-Vlad's lackey wants to help.

-I'm here, aren't I?

-I don't need your help.

-Suit yourself, you'll regret it though.

-What do you know?

-So you trust me now?

-You have to earn trust. Spill!

Vlad has a secret skill. Something you can't beat.

What is it?

-He can zone.

-That's impossible.

-It died out centuries ago, the secret was lost.

-Except it wasn't.

I found the book in the library at the High Council. Vlad is a natural.

-Picked it up like a birthright.

-Vlad is indestructible?

-Yes.

-If Vlad can zone, I can't win.

-'Hush!'

-Mother?

-Hush.

-Why are you telling us this?

-Oh, so suspicious.

-With good reason.

What do you care, as long as Vlad dies?

You have to meet Vlad's zone.

Goad him. Push him to the edge.

He won't zone unless you get under his skin.

But if he zones me, I'm toast.

I have something Vlad knows nothing of.

Something that will let you...win.

-What do you want?

-No need to be snappy, just came to wish you luck.

It's time.

I've waited 300 years for this. Take your time.

Savour the last moments as heir to the Dracula throne.

Take your positions, gentlemen.

The rules are simple.

No clean fighting, no holds barred, I want to see cruel brutality,

a duel worthy of the Draculas. Renfield.

A...reward.

For the victor.

You don't have the stomach for blood.

Always have to take the softer option, don't you, Vlad?

Now remember, the death one of you is the only possible outcome.

Gentleman...

When the scarf hits the floor, it's all yours.

It's mine. That previous first bite of yours...

soon she'll be mine too.

And begin.

Pathetic! Is that the best you can do?

LAUGHS

LAUGHS

You know I'm stronger than you. You'll never win.

Concede.

You are not the true heir, I am.

COUNT: Marvellous sport. Come on!

Then prove it, prove you are stronger than me. You are tragic.

Spineless wonder.

'Now, Vlad is at your mercy.'

Father, I claim my birthright.

He is still alive.

For the winner.

No!

GROANS

Idiot.

Two useless sons!

What have I done to deserve this?

Neither of you are worthy of my crown.

Then make it me.

My soul is blacker than pitch and I'd never let you down.

Where did you get the shield? It's been lost for centuries.

-You give it to him.

-I didn't.

-Erin was there too, she saw you.

-What?

-He's right, I did.

-How could you?

You believe him? I was with you, I never left your side.

-And why would Erin lie?

-Vlad, you asked for proof. This is it.

There must be a shape-shifter, it must've used my form.

-Priceless.

-Now will you believe me? That you're in danger?

-Or you're a traitor. Leave me.

-No, you have to do something.

-I said go!

ELIZABETA: 'I told you not to be seduced by the count.'

I can do this, I'll destroy the Draculas.

-What are you going to do?

-'You had your chance.'

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