Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles [theme music] -Hm. What would master like for breakfast? How does natural yogurt and shredded leech sound? -Disgusting. Have you got anything that doesn't contain blood? -You are so not going to make it as a vampire. -Well, what a night I've had. Stop what you're doing, and prepare to be amazed. -Have you got a job as a magician? Oh, if you need an attractive assistant, I look absolutely stunning in sequins. -No, you idiots. I've been out hunting. It's time you got your fangs stuck in some proper grub. -Ah, it's just a little baby rabbit. -Oh, want something bigger, eh? Well tomorrow I'll bring you a goat. -I am not eating that. It's alive. -Oh, don't worry, Vlad. Everybody gets first bite nerves. You just need some practice until you're old enough to start on the peasants. Be a brave boy, and bite the bunny. -I'm not biting the bunny. I not biting anyone. -You're a vampire. Start acting like one! -You should kick him out, Dad. He's too soft. -See Ingrid's vile. Why can't you be like here? -Because I like being me. I like being nice. -You see, this is what happens when you try to raise a child on your own. They turn out good. -Oh, would you like me to beat him, master? -No. What this boy needs is something much more painful. He needs a mother. [pot clangs] -But I've already got a mother. -Yes, well, I mean one that doesn't run away with a werewolf at the first sign of moonlight. You need a step-mother, preferably evil. -And who exactly are you planning on marrying? -Hmm. I shall find a bride the traditional way. I shall throw a hunt ball. -What's a hunt ball? -A big, fancy party with ballroom dancing, so Dad can waltz around window shopping for a wife. -A vampire party. Cool! -And at midnight, instead of going home, they start hunting peasants to feast on. Well, after all that dancing, it's bound to make you peckish. -Robin, it's not funny. Dad's going to blow our cover. -Vlad, you have to stop him. -I am aware of that, Chloe, but how? -Tell him about Van Helsing. If he knows a slayer's in town, he'll have to call it off. -You know, you two are real party poopers. -Or invite even move vampires to have a showdown. -Oh man. That'd be awesome. A boy can dream, can't he? -I finally perfected my stake firing crossbow. -I'm missing lunch so you could shoot plastic bats? You're crazy. -This isn't a plastic bat. This is Count Dracula. -Oh, I see. You're not crazy, you're insane. -I spotted a bat flying to and from the castle. It must be the Count shape-shifting. I'm going to blast him out of the sky. -Oh. Because it couldn't just be bats nesting inside the castle, could it? I know, it must be a man turning himself into a bat. It's obvious. -Pull. -You do know bats are a protected species. It's illegal to shoot them. Pull. You could get put in jail for this. -Pull. -I killed the Count. -Or put in a straitjacket. -Right. The guests will be greeted over here. The drink table will go over there. And you try to keep a low profile. -Why are you helping? Do you want a step-mother? -What have I got to lose? Mum's never here, and Dad doesn't like me. At least this way I might find someone who actually cares about me. -Dad cares. -Ingrid, I may have to sell you to pay for this party. Ohh, what about Countess Lakushka? -You can't marry her. She killed her father with a garlic-flavored coffee. -Hmm. Sounds perfect. -Add her to the list. -Dad, you don't have to do this. I promise to be good. I mean, bad. -Ahh, say hello to the future Mrs. Dracula. What a beauty! Such pale, lifeless skin and fangs like icebergs. We're definitely inviting her. -Dad. -Hm? -That's a picture of Mum. -It says she was at the Annual Werewolf Awards. -Oh, I didn't mean her. I meant her. -That's her boyfriend. ZOLTAN: He was nominated for Best Hair. -Look, haven't you all go jobs to do, hmm? -Dad, do you have invite all these vampires to Stokely? You're just asking for us to be chased out by an angry peasant mob. [peasants yelling] -Ah! No, you're right, Vlad. So instead of hunting the whole town, we'll just invite a few peasants to the castle. We'll let them lose at midnight, and the fun can begin. -Oh, that's right. Then if we're only draining a few locals who cares? -Exactly. Now Ingrid, we need healthy peasants, fit and fast enough to make the chase fun. -Don't worry, Dad. I've got the perfect specimens in mind. -Oh! We've all been invited to a hunt ball at the castle. -Oh, please say we can go. -No! I just really don't think we should go. -Couldn't agree more. -Oh, why? It sounds like fun. -I can think of a hundred things I'd rather do on a Saturday night than prancing around with a bunch of weirdos. -Graham, we shouldn't make fun of the neighbors. I say we all go and have a jolly good time. -I'm going to ask Ingrid to dance with me. -Me too. -Hang on. We don't know how to ballroom dance. -Oh, you're father will teach you. He does a mean tango. -What? Do you think plumbers can't dance? -Does that mean we can go? -Come on. We'll start with a waltz. -Aw, yes. -Are you going to stand by and let our family be used as refreshments? -You're worrying over nothing. We're perfectly safe. The Count likes us. -That's odd. Under dress code it just says running shoes. -Hm. It's says here that bats can give you quite a nasty bite. -And so can vampires. -Dad, when are you going to realize there are no vampires. -Vampires are real. And they're nesting in that castle. When I shoot down the Count, then you'll believe me. -This is ridiculous. I'm going to warn them they've got bats that need protecting. -If you go up there, the only thing that will need protecting is your neck. -Give over! -There's a lot to do before the guests arrive, so I made us both a list of chores. -Well, this is blank. -Oop, whoops. That one's mine. This is yours. -This is too much! I don't have time! -Oh, which reminds me, make sure you wind the big clock. The hunt starts at midnight. -Well, I can't-- oh! [doorbell rings] -Is Vlad in? -Upstairs. Make three gallons of leech and strawberry punch. -Is Vlad in? -You deaf? Go find him yourself. I'm too busy. -All right. No need to shout. -Stew cockroaches! I've got to make stew as well? -I don't believe it. You're the perfect specimens Ingrid was talking about. -Specimen? Don't you mean guests? -At midnight a pact of hungry vampires is going to tear you limb from limb. -Get outta here. You mean, the hunt ball really is a hunt ball. -That what I've been trying to tell you. -Ingrid really is evil. -Hello? Vlad? Ingrid? Anybody there? VAN HELSING (VOICEOVER): Vampires are real. And they're nesting in their castle. -Quick Dad, wake up. [thumping] -Ahh! Right. That's it. I'm getting a sound-proof coffin. I am sick of being woken up in the middle of the day. -Sorry, Dad, but it's an emergency. -The dry cleaners have shrunk my cape. -No. Ingrid's invited the Branaughs to the ball. They're bait. -I know. It's going to be fun. -But vampires are going to chase us and suck out our blood. COUNT DRACULA: But I thought you wanted to be a vampire. It's better than being a stinking breather. [sniffing] -Fwah, and you really do reek today, Robin. You're making this room smell like it's full of breathers. -What about my family? They don't want to be into vampires. -Don't be so [inaudible] negative. They'll look great in fangs. Especially mine. -(WHISPERING) Go on tell him about Mr. Van Helsing. COUNT DRACULA: Uh, what about him? -Well, Dad, you see the thing is Mr. Van Helsing's not just a woodwork teacher. He's also a vampire slayer. [fart noise] -Him? A slayer? As if. Now get out of here. I need my beauty sleep. Go! -You actually saw him in his coffin. -We need to get away from here. Far away. -Run away? What are you crazy? We got to get up to that castle and do our duty. -But it's going to be swarming with vampires having a party. -A party? Oh, sweet joy, this is it. The big one. I've always dreamed of this moment, Jonno. Me and you, out numbered, fighting shoulder to shoulder against a blood-thirsty hoard of vampires. -I think I'm going to be sick. -We've got to stop them from going to the ball. It's our only chance. -Congratulations, Robin. I'm glad the penny has finally dropped. Oh no! What have I done? -My dress! Never mind, Mom. I'm sure we can go next year. Right, Vlad? -Oh, you bet. -Oh, well. Isn't it lucky I decided to wear this instead? -What if I lock us in and hide the keys? -Do it! -Hurry up. Ingrid's here. -Ingrid's checking my blood pressure. Isn't that thoughtful? -Just wanted to make sure you're fit and healthy for the dance. -You're sick! Sick! Do you hear? -Chloe, don't be so rude. -120 over 60. -Is that good? -Perfect. You could run for miles. -Right, good. -Don't panic. The hunt doesn't start until midnight. We've still got time. -For what? How are we going to stop a room full of thirsty vampires? -Leave it with me. -It's time. Come one. Let's go to school and get us some weapons and ammo. We're going to need the full works. Are you with me? -Dad wait. What if you don't make it back? You're all I've got. -Every man must choose his own destiny. I've chosen mine. It's time for you to choose yours. -He stopped in his tracks immediately. Too late. -Ah, Elizabeth! So glad you could make it. -Oh, we wouldn't have missed it for the world. Would we, Graham? -Mm-hmm. -Thank you so much for inviting us. -You must stay until midnight. I have something lined up that's to die for. Please. -OK. here's you short list. I recommend her, her, or her. Well, what you waiting for? Get out there and get talking to them. -No, Ingrid. They shall come to me, drawn by the power of my magnetic charm. See? What'd I tell you? I'm irresistible. Ah! Magda! -Hello darlings. -Mum, what are you doing here? -I want to know why your father's looking for a wife. -It's time Vladimir had a proper mother. -I'm a proper mother. -You sent us jumpers at Christmas made out of your boyfriend's fur. -He was molting. It seemed such a waste. Now be quiet and fetch me a drink. I'm parched. -Looking for something? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the hunt ball? -The what? -Let's not play games anymore, Vlad. I know you're a vampire. And you know I'm a slayer. -Look, I don't know what you're talking about, OK? Cross my heart and hope to-- look, I don't know. OK? -What are you going to do now, vampire? Jonathan, am I glad to see you. -Vampire! -Oh, poo. -[laughing] -Where's Vlad? We're running out of time. -He can't help you now. No one can. The vampires have picked up the scent. -Mum, Dad, please can we go now? -It's way past our bed time. -Ingrid hasn't danced with us once. -This party really sucks. -You've got a point there. It's getting late. -Let's go then. -Dance? -Uh, it's too late. We're leaving. -We'll they changed their I suppose one more dance won't kill us. -If he moves, stake him. -Don't listen to him, Jonathan. He's crazy. -Dad I've decided I want to come with you and slay vampires. -OK, you're both crazy. -I've waited a long time to hear you say that, son. But now I need you to stay here and watch him. Don't worry, I'll be careful. I promise. -Please, don't hurt my dad. -Relax, Vlad. He won't feel a thing. Poisoned blood. I'm going to slip it into is drink and watch him turn to dust, him, and the rest of this blood sucking friends. -You're wasting your time. You'll never get into the castle. -Don't worry. I'm a master of disguise. -[laughing] -Oh, bun-buns, you'll never marry another. You still love me. -I'm so over you. Go on. Pick a woman, any woman, and I will ask them to marry me. -You're bluffing. -Anyone. -Her. -Oh, but but she's so-- fine, fine. -Good evening. What a beautiful flask. -Why, thank you kind sir. -Please call me Count. -What's your name, fair maiden? -Hel-- sinki. Vanessa Helsinki, from Finland. -Well Ms. Helsinki, there's something I have to ask you. -What's that? -Is it me or is it getting hot in here? -Drink? -Hmm. Thanks. -[laughing] -What I wanted to say is, um, would you do me the honor of being my um my dance partner. -OK. -If Vlad doesn't get here soon, we'll be vampires before he is. -We've got to get out of here. Time is running out. -I never even got to say goodbye. JONNO: I'm sure dad would've finished them quickly. They probably didn't feel a thing. I mean, he's practiced a lot. And he's read all the books. -He has done this before, right? -Yeah. Well, not technically, no. -You're telling me your dad has just gone up to a castle full of vampires having never actually slayed a single one before. -Is that a bad idea? -Jonathan, if you ever want to see your dad again, you better untie me. Now. INGRID: Uh, that hideous creature was not on my short list. This is a disaster. -She'll never make him happy. -Well, at least we have something to take our minds off of it. Here comes dinner. Having fun? -You've been such a wonderful hostess. We can't thank you enough. There's something I've been meaning to give you. -For me? -I know how hard it must be for you not having a mother around. I thought this might cheer you up. -Oh, Mrs. Branaugh, you're too kind. -This is a disaster, a complete disaster. -Oh, shush, Robin. I've got it. I know how we can buy us a bit of time. [clock chimes eerily] -What's the special occasion? It isn't New Year. VAMPIRE CROWD: Ten. -Ugh-- VAMPIRE CROWD: Nine. -What made you think I'd wear a piece of trash like this? VAMPIRE CROWD: Eight. -It's revolting. GRAHAM: Well, really. -How rude. VAMPIRE CROWD: Seven. -Get out of here now. You're not welcome. VAMPIRE CROWD: Six. -Do you hear that? Let's go. VAMPIRE CROWD: Five. -I won't stay a moment longer. VAMPIRE CROWD: Four. -Great! Go. VAMPIRE CROWD: Three. -We won't be able to hold them off. -She's got a point. VAMPIRE CROWD: Two. -Robin! -Get out of here now! VAMPIRE CROWD: One. -Yoo-hoo. Dinner's over here. -Guys, stop! -That woman is Mr. Van Helsing. He's a slayer. -Oh, please. I think I can tell the difference between a man and a woman. -Oh, Dad. I was so worried about you. -Dad? -Yes. It is I, Van Helsing, vampire slayer. Stay back or I'll shoot! --[laughing] That won't scared them. They're my friends. -Prepare to die. -Please, don't shoot my dad. -I'll save you, Master! JONNO: Watch out, Dad! He's got a sword! Oops. -Dad! -My darling, Count. COUNT DRACULA: Oh, Magda. I lied. I never stopped loving you. -And I, you. -Promise me. Promise you'll stay and look after the kids. -Oh, I promise, master. -Oh not you! Magda! -I'll look after them like they were my own children. -We are your own children. -Silence! -(WHISPERING) Vladdy, Vlad. Look son, promise promise you'll carry on the family name. Be a good vampire. -I promise. -That's my boy. -He's dead. But he didn't say anything to me. Ugh, that's so typical. -I slayed a vampire. [laughing] I slayed a vampire. [laughing] -Actually, I I don't think you did. Hmm? -Dad it's you flask of poison blood. -Well, let's fill it with something a little fresher! -What do we do now? -Run. -Don't go now. The party's just getting started. -Let the boy go. It's me you want. I won't put up a fight. -Dad no. -Don't do it, Dad. It's not worth it. -Oh, it's worth it all right. It's too easy if you don't put up a fight. Where's the fun in that? -We'll meet again. I promise you that. -Can't wait. Oh and by the way, love the dress. -I can't believe you just let a slayer go. -Well I didn't want to ruin the family reunion. Oh, Magda, with you back it's going to be like old times. -Goodbye, Vlad. Look after your father. He's a danger to himself when you're trying to kill slayers. Mwah, mwah. -You're leaving? -But you said you loved me. -You've were dying. I was trying to be nice. -Isn't she just the most evil woman in the world? -So I guess you want us to start packing our bags then. -Hm? Whatever for? Having a slayer in town is going to make life so much more interesting. [laughing] [theme music]
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