02x21 - Strange Love

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

NARRATOR:
Man lives in the sunlit world

of what he believes
to be reality.

But... there is,

unseen by most, an underworld.

A place that is just as real

but not as brightly lit.

A dark side.

[lilting waltz plays]

[scream, thud]

WOMAN:
Help!

Marie!

[rapid knocking]

Dr. Carrol?

I'm sorry to disturb you
at this ungodly hour.

But there's been an accident.

My wife has broken her leg.

Come in.

Where is she now?

At home.

Well, sit down
and I'll call an ambulance.

No!

You must come back
with me yourself.

She is in great pain.

Well, if she broke her leg,
she'll need a cast.

A hospital's
the best place for that.

She's terrified
of hospitals.

Please.

Her bones are
so brittle.

Try to understand.
The hospital has facilities.

Doctor, she's old
and set in her ways.

She won't go.

Your wife?

Yes.

Please don't take this
the wrong way.

I know it sounds
completely unprofessional,

but your wife is...
astonishing.

That's why I married her.

I thought you
said she was old.

She's aging gracefully,
isn't she?

She's got no pulse.

There's no heartbeat.
The woman is dead.

Doctor, you alarm yourself
needlessly.

Marie is a deep sleeper
with very sluggish circulation.

As cold as she is, she must have
been dead for hours.

Far from it.

Death has no power over Marie.

Edmund?

Oh, my God.

EDMUND:
Here, my dear.

This is Dr. Carrol.

I asked him
to look at your leg.

But he became taken with
the idea that you were dead.

Doctor, please.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't find a pulse.
You were so cold.

The pain.

Help me.

Yes. All right.

How did you do this?

I stumbled.

In the moonlight.

Does this hurt?

[seething]
Yes.

You've torn some cartilage.

I'll give you a temporary
bandage, but when I

straighten that knee,
it's going to hurt.

I'll try to be quick.

[loud snapping]

[moaning]

The knee has to
be immobilized.

Otherwise, it may
not heal properly.

Doctor, there can be no
disfigurement of her leg.

Marie has to be beautiful
for all eternity.

She needs care.

The answer is simple.
You can stay here

and help her convalesce.

I can't do that.
I've got an office, patients.

Nonsense. You
will be our guest.

I insist that you stay.

Are you kidding?

[cracking]
Ow!

Be seated, Doctor, now!

Edmund, don't hurt him!

[crunching and moaning]

Am I hurting you, Doctor?

Who are you? How do you do that?

My name is Edmund Alcott.

I was born in the same year
as your country.

1776.

My wife and I
are vampires.

Creatures of the night.

Forever undead.

This is America,
not Transylvania.

It's 1935.

You may not believe in us,
but we are here.

We exist.

[crunching]

[screaming]

And we are your masters.

You see, Doctor, how much
easier it is when you obey?

You'll find we're really
fair masters.

Fair but strict.

[whooshing]

♪ ♪

Good night, Doctor.

Try to have a pleasant day.

We'll see you when the sun sets.

[gentle thud]

[soft whooshing]

[footsteps]

Good evening, Doctor.

How are you feeling?

Still sane after all these
lonely hours?

I hope so.

I don't believe this.

How can she walk on that leg?

Vampires drink, Doctor.

We make rapid recoveries--

provided there's an adequate
supply of blood.

Come.

Duty calls.

Yes.

And don't be sullen

or I'll have to chastise you.

[grunts]

Amazing!

The swelling is almost gone.

EDMUND:
Marie,

since you won't be dining
out tonight,

I'll bring you back something
nice and hot to drink.

How does that
sound?

I haven't any appetite.

Don't worry about the doctor
being offended.

I'm sure he understands
our dietary requirements.

Edmund, you can be so vulgar.

[cat meowing]

Now who's being vulgar?

[hisses]
I don't know

how you can stomach
that stuff.

I won't provide it.

Well, I'm off.

To bring you back some
decent human blood--

like a civilized vampire.

Oh, Doctor,

you don't mind a
hamburger, do you?

There's an all-night stand
near my hunting ground.

Oh, mortals

are so hard to entertain.

One never knows
what to serve them.

[snapping fingers]

Edmund loves to show off.

He could just as easily
have walked out,

but he wouldn't.

Sometimes I think
he became a vampire

just so he could perform
his little tricks.

[whooshing]

Light the candles,
Philip.

He's going to k*ll someone,
isn't he?

Come.

Sit by me.

He usually kills when
he takes blood.

But that's just it.

How long have you been with him?

Since he made me a vampire.

Just after the Civil w*r.

That's incredible!

Did he force you?

I asked him...

to take me!

Did you think all the
vampires in the world

were helpless victims?

One bite on the neck

and we succumb?

You don't know anything
about us, Philip.

If you did,
you would understand.

[distant howling]

Try imagining being immortal.

Never knowing age
or death or decay.

Always being young,

and strong and
handsome.

And that's not all.

We can fly.

We can transform
ourselves.

We can do things with our bodies

beyond your wildest imaginings.

[chains rattling]

There's more, Philip.

A vampire's mind has
incredible power.

It's not hypnosis that
forces you to obey me.

It's sheer power.

A vampire's life is all power
and beauty.

Don't judge it by Edmund.

He squanders it all
on petty cruelty.

Would you mind
looking at my leg now?

You must be so careful.

Stop!

I'm sorry.

He's coming.

[whooshing]

Get away from the couch, Doctor.

Now.

Sit in your place.

What's the matter with you?

I had a rotten dinner
and I'm a little drunk.

There was nothing
to feed on out there.

I had to take
a bum with alcohol

in his blood.

Here, it's barbaric but
that's all we've got.

I don't want it.

Take it away.

I have no patience with your
squeamishness tonight.

Leave her alone.
She doesn't want it.

Oh?

You presume to defend my bride?

What would you do
if I forced her to obey?

Unchain me, Alcott,
and I'll show you.

Stop it.
This is ridiculous.

♪ ♪

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There goes five feet
of your freedom, Doctor.

I said I would chastise you.

[Philip groaning]

Edmund, no!

[groaning]

[moaning]

It's time we spruced
you up, Doctor.

Right, dear?

Whatever you say.

Why so testy?

Is it because
your leg is better?

And we'll be
k*lling the doctor

and drinking
his blood for supper?

I know you've grown fond of him.

But you must think
of him as a pet.

Like a duck or a

rabbit.

Cute and entertaining.

But in the end, just food.

For God's sakes, Edmund,

he's been with us for two weeks.

Be decent.

Oh, I will be.

I'm planning a lovely
farewell for him.

[seethes]

Oh, I'm sorry, I cut you.

It's nothing.

Oh, no.

It's...

Sublime.

As the condemned man,

you must be served a last meal.

What shall I bring you?

Nothing, Alcott.

I'll take a smoke
if you've got one.

EDMUND:
You know, I could k*ll
you now if I wanted.

And in two minutes

I could drain every
drop of your blood.

That wouldn't be stylish,
would it?

No.

You're quite right.

Now, I'll get your dinner ready.

And then we'll have
our ceremony.

Edmund, I want
to talk to you.

I want you to let Philip go.

You don't have to k*ll him.
He's helped us.

He's helped you

because he was chained
and had no choice.

Besides, he knows about us now.

We can't let him go.

We can leave.

Keep him chained here and then

call the police
after we're gone.
Are you mad?

Even if he tells the truth,
no one will believe him.

I am not leaving my home

to preserve the life of
one insignificant mortal.

He's an instrument, Marie.

We use him and then
dispose of him.

This is what comes
of feeding on rats

and cats and rabbits
instead of on humans.

It'll do you a world of good

when we dine on the
doctor together.

And don't question
my decisions again.

Ever.

[snaps fingers]

He's really gonna do it.

Philip, stop.

I can't bear to
see you like this.

I'm afraid.

He can k*ll me, I know it.

And I'm afraid to die.

I'm even more afraid of
never seeing you again.

You'd forget me
once you were free.

Oh, Marie, can't you tell
when a man's crazy about you?

We have a few hours
until he comes back.

There's still a lot
I can do for you.

♪ ♪

Don't be afraid.

Love and pain
are so close.

♪ ♪

[whooshing]

He's coming.
I know.

Get ready.

Doctor!

[hissing]

[snarling]

[bones cracking]

Marie...

[yelling]

[laughing]

[Edmund's scream fades]

[whispers]:
Marie...

[birds chirping]

NARRATOR:
The dark side is always there.

Waiting for us to enter.

Waiting to enter us.

Until next time, try
to enjoy the daylight.