-Busy?

-Oh, no.

I was just admiring the-- visiting school's colors.

How come we guessed they were yellow?

-I believe you.

Thousands wouldn't.

Come with me.

I've got something to show you.

-I smell blood.

-(WHISPERING) Will you just come with me?

-Hi, there.

What are you two up to?

-Just going for a walk.

-Mind if I tag along?

-We're just going to spend some time

together, if you know what I mean.

-"Two's company, three's a crowd" kind of thing?

-Yeah, that sort of thing.

-Another time, then.

-Hello.

Could you tell us the way to the sports hall, please?

-Oh yeah, it's just down--

-I'm not doing anything.

I'll show you the way.

Follow me.

Catch you later.

VLAD: See you later.

Friendly Ingrid.

You know, I don't think I'll ever get used to that.

-This isn't the sports hall.

-Oh.

My mistake.

VLAD: Will you just tell me what's going on?

-I opened the book.

-That's not possible.

It'll only open for me.

There's writing!

-Told you I had something to show you.

-Why didn't you tell me?

-Because I was worried.

I didn't know which Vlad would come back.

I think the right one has.

-It-- it's some kind of ancient language.

-Can you read it?

-I can barely get my head around French.

Where'd it come from?

Is that what you did last time?

-No.

Last time, one of the bones nicked me, and some of my blood

dropped onto the page.

It started filling out like ink.

-Don't.

-I have to.

There might be a cure in there for Ryan.

-No.

Just-- just think about this for a second, OK?

I want to know what's in there as much as you do you,

but we can't mess around with these things.

-I'm not going to sit around and just wait.

-I'll find Dad or Bertrand.

One of them will know what it says.

If there's anything that will help your brother,

I'll find you and tell you everything.

-Promise?

-I promise.

Better get a mop.

-Right.

These Garside uniforms are your disguises.

You won't all change at once.

It's to do with blood types.

All very complicated, not worth worrying about.

-What have you done to us?

-Given you a gift.

Made sure you all stay young and beautiful forever.

So you'll miss your families.

Well, get over it.

You know what?

They were only going to disappoint you anyway.

Well, mine have.

It's always hard adjusting to new situations,

but you're doing this for the greater good.

-What greater good?

-Vampiress liberation, of course.

Wear a skirt in my world and you might as well wear a sign

around your neck saying second-class citizen.

It ends today.

The revolution starts right here, right now

in this-- toilet.

We are going to start with the assassination

of Vladimir Dracula.

-Why?

-Because he's the key culprit.

Soon he'll be so powerful, we'll never be able to oust him.

Find him.

Do it today.

Vampiress liberation!

-Vampiress liberation!

INGRID: It does not mean "loser."

-Yah!

-It means liberation.

Get changed.

You need to blend in.

-I'm telling you, there's writing.

There's some kind of ancient writing.

-For Billy's sake, can't you see I'm busy?

-Don't you want to sign it, master?

-It's supposed to be anonymous.

What stirs a woman's heart more than the notion

of a secret admirer?

By the end of the day, our delightful principal

will be head over heels in love with her mysterious Romeo.

And then I shall reveal myself to her.

-Is that legal?

-Are you still here?

-Oh, yes.

Yep.

-Let me have a look.

There's text in the book.

-It's Aramaic.

-This is incredible, Vlad.

You've done it.

-But can you read it.

-Of course I can read it.

Get off.

I've just left my reading glasses in the study.

Bertrand, do the honors, will you?

-It's tricky.

Some of these words don't even have a modern equivalent.

-Summarize.

-OK.

Hear then the testament of the great and powerful Sethius,

Lord High Vampire, First among Equals, Destroyer of--

-Of?

-That's it.

-That's it?

THE COUNT: Sethius.

Sethius.

-That can't be all.

-I'm telling you, that's it.

-Sethius.

I know that name.

I must consult my records.

-It's working.

This is just the beginning.

The good stuff is yet to come.

You'll see.

[flies buzzing]

GIRL: Shame.

He's quite fit.

GIRL: Did you see that one?

GIRL: I know.

That was, like, the best show ever.

GIRL: I know. GIRL: I didn't see it.

GIRL: I know.

It was the best, wasn't it.

GIRL: I can't believe-- GIRL: I know.

I watched it.

-What happened with the book?

What did it say?

-Bertrand said it's about a guy called--

[bell ringing]

--Sethius.

Dad's researching the name now.

-How do you know Bertrand's giving

you the true translation?

He's obsessed with the book.

He could be keeping the knowledge for himself.

-The only thing Bertrand is concerned with

is getting me to fulfill my full potential as the Chosen One.

But you're right.

I shouldn't rely on him.

I'll start learning Aramaic.

-In the meantime, I can get it to fill out some more.

-No way.

-It's not going to fill out by itself.

Ryan doesn't have time.

You didn't see him, Vlad.

He's just days away from being a full-blown vampire.

-I know, I know.

-I can't lose him.

I won't.

-If there's anything in that book, I will find it.

Trust me.

I'll check in with Dad, see if he's found out who Sethius is.

-Well, what exactly am I supposed to write?

-I have watched you from afar.

You drive me mad with yearning.

Soon I shall come to you.

Brief, poetic, and to the point.

Yes, that should stir her inner romantic.

-Why don't you want to write it yourself?

-Because I'm busy.

And because my penmanship is a little-- unmistakable.

Now write exactly what I've said whilst I

go and explore this Sethius business.

-Mine's a little unmistakable too.

-The Count won't want Miss McCauley

thinking her admirer is a two-year-old.

-I have an idea.

[knocking]

-I'm watching you.

I'm mad.

I'm coming for you.

-Idiot.

Right.

You're up.

GIRLS: Vampiress liberation!

-Vlad.

-What's up?

-I should have said this earlier,

and I'm sorry that I didn't.

But thanks.

-What for?

-For stopping Bertrand staking me the other day.

How's it going with him?

-I can handle it.

-I, um, hope one day I can do the same for you.

-Uh, thanks.

-Oh, thank you very much.

Ow.

-They're not for you.

They're for Miss McCauley, the piece de resistance

in our little game of secret courtship.

The finest Swiss chocolates, best money can buy.

Now deliver them to her office immediately.

Once she's received these, she'll

be desperate to know who her mysterious suitor is.

Until then, I'll be in my-- study.

Right.

-You're going to eat one, yeah?

-Don't be ridiculous.

Well, maybe just the one.

[loud burp]

-The Count won't be pleased.

-Make you some more?

-Well, I do have a unique recipe.

-No assurance McCauley will appreciate your cuisine.

-Chocolate's chocolate.

She won't know the difference.

[chuckling]

[burping]

-Aramaic.

How hard can it be?

-There, Sethius.

I knew it!

I knew I'd heard that name before.

Look, look.

According to vampiric myth, he was

one of the very first vampires.

Apparently he'll be about 3,000 years old by now.

-That's the book.

-Perhaps he wrote it.

Instructions to reveal the source of his power.

It's obviously filling itself out slowly, piece by piece.

-There could be another four chapters in there by now.

-No, there won't be.

-Well, how do you know?

Hmm?

The book contains untold power.

Who knows at what speed it'll reveal itself?

[door opening nearby]

VLAD: Just don't get your hopes up, OK?

I'm telling you, you're wasting your time.

-Well, come on, then.

BERTRAND: There's more text "Worlds."

It's "Destroyer of Worlds."

Then it continues.

Heir of Destruction.

Creator of Chaos.

Lord of Misrule.

-How many titles does a man need?

-Sultan of Scream.

-Get to the point.

-Do hereby declare that the clue to unleashing

the power of the "Praedictum Impaver"

lies in the final page.

That's as far as it goes again.

-That's progress of sorts.

Let's come back later.

Perhaps there will be more.

THE COUNT: With our luck, he'll be

starting on the acknowledgements.

-Why don't we wait?