MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Vlad.

Vlad.

-Robin?

Is that you? MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Vlad.

Over here.

-[screams]

MALE SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Vlad.

Vlad.

-[screams]

-Freak.

-On the contrary, Mistress Ingrid.

Like all powerful vampires, Master Vlad

has started sleeping during the day.

-Excellent.

Let's go down to the crypt and I'll tuck you into your coffin.

Renfield, burn his bed.

-Happily.

-I am not speaking in a coffin all day.

I'm going to school.

-Sweet dreams.

-Jonno, the porridge!

-Sorry, Dad.

It's from Mom.

We've been writing, and she wants to see me.

-Oh, I see.

-You haven't told her about the slaying, have you?

-No.

What's wrong telling her the truth?

-She's a psychotherapist.

She thinks that vampires only exist in my mind.

-But we can prove they're real!

People see only what they want to see.

Don't make the same mistake as me.

-They're coming.

-Who's coming?

[door bell]

-I'm coming!

Hello, Vlad.

Hurry up, you lot!

Are all right?

You look tired.

-Go to bed early.

That's my advice.

Bye, love.

-Yeah, I know.

I look tired.

Something weird is happening.

I keep falling asleep and having this dream about you.

We're in a forest, and--

-Freak.

[screech]

-For centuries, oak has been the traditional choice of wood

when building a coffin.

-Isn't that right, Vlad?

[growl]

Vlad!

-Vampire!

-Vlad, be quiet!

Come on, let's go.

-What is wrong with him? -He's a creature of the undead.

Everything's wrong with him.

[bell ringing]

-Everybody was a vampire.

-Cool.

I love it when I have that dream.

-It was more like a nightmare.

I'm scared, Robin.

I can't fall asleep again.

-It's double maths after lunch.

You've got no chance.

-You'll just have to keep pinching me.

-What are friends for?

-Vlad?

Vlad, wake up.

Vlad, wake up.

Vlad!

Vlad, wake up!

-They're coming.

-Who's coming?

-You must learn to master your vampire powers to survive.

-Powers?

What do you mean, survive?

-Listen.

[footsteps]

-Slayers.

-They are fast.

But the wolf is faster.

-Yeah?

Well, I'm not a wolf.

-It sleeps within you.

-I can't shapeshift.

I'm not even a proper vampire yet.

-That's not what they think.

-What do I do?

-A clever fish swims with the tide.

Run!

-You! [laughing] I thought I was being chased by slayers.

This is just a dream.

You're not gonna hurt me.

There goes that theory.

[groaning]

[snarling]

[growling]

[barking]

-Double freak.

[bell ringing]

-What on Earth's going on?

Come on, there's nothing to see here.

-You were supposed to stop me falling asleep.

-I tried pinching you, but you wouldn't wake up.

Maybe next time I should slap you in the face.

-Robin, I am in big trouble.

-That was nothing to do with me.

-Your mom just tried to slay me.

-Ingrid.

-Shh.

-Sorry.

Ingrid, do you ever have weird dreams?

-Only a recurring one where an annoying geek of a brother

keeps asking me stupid questions.

-I'm serious.

In my dream, I was chased by slayers, and they did this.

-Boys?

My lunch.

You're lying.

You don't get to go to the dream world until you're 16.

-What dream world?

-The place vampires go when they sleep, bat brain.

If you're slain there, you die for real.

-That's not good news.

-Ugh, please.

As if you'd get to go there before me.

Hey.

Vlad.

-[crying]

The slayers are coming.

Save me, Vlad!

Save me!

-Shh.

-Slayers!

-Follow me.

Keep your head down.

-If I die, who's gonna carry on my charity work

and captain the chess club?

-I don't know who's freaking me out more, you or the Branaghs.

Come on.

-[screaming]

-[snarling]

-Robin Branagh, you do not wake someone

up by slapping them in the face.

-But Miss, he told me to.

-Ingrid, you're OK!

-Get up, Sleeping Beauty.

You're making the rest of us look bad.

Back off, slayers.

He doesn't need your kind of help.

-What happened to your hand?

-He's feasting on himself.

-Oh, that is disgusting.

-I, uh, it's just a papercut.

-Go wash the blood off.

Then come to my office.

Let's see if we can patch you up with a first aid kit, eh?

I'm very concerned about Vlad's behavior.

-Yes.

He should be punished severely.

-No, I mean I'm worried about him.

He's been acting very strangely.

-Maybe there's trouble at home.

Why don't you invite his father in for a chat?

-Good idea.

And I'll call in a student counselor, too.

-Dad, you're a genius.

-Don't get me wrong.

I like being a vampire mentor.

I just think that I should be in black, too.

-Your family trying to slay me, and all

you can think about is clothes?

Ow.

-So what was it like shapeshifting into a wolf?

-Well, I scared the slayers, and I felt good, which worries me.

-And having fur and a tail doesn't?

-What if there's an evil vampire in my blood after all?

-Vlad, you still sleep with a teddy bear.

Dream on.

Come on.

Let's get you a plaster.

And a lollipop for being brave.

-So when the Count arrives, what's he going to do?

-Try and get inside quickly to avoid exposure to sunlight.

-And what are we going to do?

-Stop him.

-And let Mother Nature do the rest.

-Here he comes.

-Get ready.

-Hello, Eric.

Hello, Jonno.

-Mom!

-Mina!

-Wow, gosh, you've got tall.

-Mina, what are you doing here?

-Oh, wow, it's nice to see you, too.

-No, I mean-- I didn't mean--

-I've, um, started working as a counselor for schools

in this area, so I thought it would

be a good chance to see both of you.

-Are you here to see a boy called Vlad?

-Eric, you know I can't tell you that.

Oh, um, I'm late.

Can we talk later?

-Let's hope so.

-Don't worry.

This is perfect.

-Jonno, we're letting her walk into a room full of vampires.

That's not what I call perfect.

-All we have to do is grab the Count on the way out

and he'll turn to dust before her very eyes.

-Finally proving to her that vampires are real.

You're the genius, son.

-Run along.

Mr. Count.

Pleased to meet you.

-The pleasure is all mine.

-[giggling]

-Good afternoon.

I'm Mina Van Helsing, student counselor.

Hello.

-I believe I know your husband, Mrs. Van Helsing.

We're great friends.

-Please don't kiss my hand.

-He never mentioned he had such a beautiful wife.

-I think we're here to talk about Vlad, not me.

Shall we go in?

Ahem.

-Oh, yes.

He's in my office.

-He's out cold.

-It's no use.

Vampires can't cross running water, remember?

-But that makes no sense.

-Hey, I don't make the rules.

-Ow.

-Our greatest glory is in rising every time we fall.

You have to get up and fight.

-Help me.

-We need to get this boy straight to hospital.

-Oh, come on.

He's totally faking.

-Now.

-They're coming.

-Let's grab the Count and give him a sun tan he won't forget.

-OK, watch his head.

I'm, uh, gonna get to the hospital.

I'll-- I'll call you later.

-Follow that hearse!

-We should go too.

-I'll look after him, Miss.

-Good idea.

Mr. Van Helsing!

Have you got room for two more?

-You can do this, Vlad.

You know you can.

Use your energies.

That's it, Vlad.

Trust your instincts.

Feel the energy.

Use the power within.

It is your time.

-[growl]

-You did this.

-I needed to make sure you could pass the test

before you meet the master.

-I thought you were my friend.

-You have no friends here, Vlad.

-If your dad lays a finger on my mom, you'll be sorry.

-It's his fangs I'd be worried about.

-She's trying to wind you up.

Don't give her the satisfaction.

-So, Eric, what blood group is your wife?

-Anyone up for a game of I Spy?

-I'm home?

-It is time for you to meet the Grand High Vampire.

-Renfield is the Grand High Vampire?

-On your feet.

-I've always liked you.

You know that, don't you?

-Speak only when the master speak.

-Of course, yeah.