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Vamps (2012)

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Vamps (2012)

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Hello, my name is Goody,

and in 1841, I was bitten

by a stem vampire.

A stem is able to awaken

the victims

they choose not to drain.

Normally, this would be

one of those tales

of gore and homicidal urges,

but I've always looked

on the bright side.

So I learned to live

on animal blood.

And having eternal life

gave me extra years

with my loved ones.

Nighttime used to be

dull and dark,

but things got a lot better

in the '80s.

Oh, the 1880s, that is.

The Industrial Revolution

gave us electricity

and light bulbs.

And suddenly, nights were

as bright as daytime.

Telephones replaced letters,

and the new subways let

you travel the whole city

and still be in your coffin

by sunrise.

In the 1920s,

things really turned modern.

Skirts got shorter,

jazz babies and flappers

owned the night.

The world belonged

to the young,

and I was an expert

at being young.

And then came

my favorite invention...

flickers.

Chaplin, Keaton,

Cagney...

and in movies,

they never got any older.

I could relate.

In the 1960s, I messed up.

I let my guard down

and I stupidly let myself

fall in love.

After that, things started

to go downhill.

In the '70s, I kinda lost

interest in dating.

But in the '90s,

my stem turned Stacy.

She was kind of lost

and I took care of her.

I taught her to get hometown

soil for her coffin,

how to use

hypnotic powers,

and how to find the jugular

on a rodent.

And she taught

me about e-mail,

Napster,

and this great group,

Green Day.

So we have lots of fun.

We party with normal kids,

we go to college.

I've got over 10,000 credits.

I could graduate if

it wasn't during the day.

I love having a friend,

or "bestie," as she calls it.

And, aw,

look how cute she is.

- Hey, Goody.

- Goody, wake up. It's sunset.

The only bad thing about Stacy

are her practical jokes,

which she thinks are way funnier

than they actually are.

What?

No, you didn't.

Come on, let me out.

- You got me

- Again.

Hurry, I've got an 8:00 class.

Hey, Stacy.

Your friend from Boston

sent your hometown soil.

Oh, thank God.

I hardly have any left.

My back has been k*lling me.

"We're sorry but

your package has

accidentally been

harmed in delivery."

I think the Post Office

x-rays everything now,

and this looked suspicious

so they opened it.

But this is just dirt.

Yeah, but you know

Homeland Security.

Man, the t*rrorists ruined

things for everybody.

why do they call it visiting?

Isn't it more like "type us

a letter on the computer"?

Visiting is when

you go somewhere.

Yeah, you're at one place

on the Internet,

and then

you go someplace else.

- That doesn't make any sense.

- Yes, it does.

So if you're reading a book

and you turn the page,

are you visiting

another page?

Hold on.

You still can't find your mouth

- without a mirror?

- Thank you.

Sunrise is at 6:40.

You know, I put that app

in your phone.

You don't need the almanac.

I like my almanac.

What's with the mom jeans?

- Jeans are jeans.

- Are you kidding?

Jeans mark your age

more than a birth certificate.

Trade shoes.

At least my gladiators

will get you in

the right millennium.

- Those are cute.

- Race you.

Oh!

- Took you long enough.

- Well, that didn't count.

- These aren't my shoes.

- Excuses, excuses.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

- What time does your class end?

- 9:30.

Okay, then I'll meet

you at work.

Oh, God.

Where are you going?

Come back here.

- Goody!

Cradle of Filth, Ozzy Osbourne,

The Cure...

Ooh, where?

Oh, no. It's one of those

daytime festival things.

Whose idiot idea was it

to have rock concerts

during the day?

Mmm.

Let's check the traps.

Ugh, rats will eat anything.

Oh, dead one.

Oh, trap got him?

I think the artificial

sweeteners gave him cancer.

And 6th Avenue.

- Penthouse suite.

- We're being summoned.

Ask me questions.

Who's the stupidest person on TV?

- Uh, Snooki!

- Oh, yes. You're right.

Who's the smartest?

- Um, House or Frylock?

- Who?

The limping doctor

or the flying French fry.

- Okay, 53rd Street.

Don't you love

Times Square?

It feels like the center

of the world.

I feel like a bunch of TVs

threw up.

Take a cab.

What are you, walking?

Okay, okay.

We're coming.

What kind of mood

is she in?

- I've seen worse.

- Has she finished feeding?

Because we don't want

to be around any of that.

Where are my offshoots?

There they are.

Look at the new fall line.

Gaultier, Prada.

Dries.

And I can never see how

I look in them.

What is the point

of looking like this

if I can never enjoy it?

Hmm?

- Oh, sucks hard.

- Not so nice.

So put them on and then

I will just imagine

how much better

they will look on me.

Ivan, call Mr. Pizza Guy.

I thought

we were going out.

I feel like a pizza guy.

Oh, come on.

Those clothes are wearing you.

Give it some juice.

- I don't know about this one.

- Why not?

It's just not for young people.

Excuse me?

Are you telling me

about being young?

Do you have any idea

how long I have been young?

She just means that,

with the recession and all,

girls of a certain age couldn't

afford something like this.

Plus, it's fur.

It's like wearing a dead animal.

Okay, here's the flaw

in that argument.

Why should the life of a mink

be more valuable than

the life of a pigeon?

You two drink pigeons

every day.

We set them free.

- Stacy got attached.

- To pigeons?

You know what?

We never should've named them.

I know, you're so right.

I mean, how can you hurt

something named Snuggles?

- Or Mr. Doodles?

- Do you remember...

You're pathetic.

Pizza guy.

Pizza guy.

Who ordered the double cheese

and sausage?

You're late.

They said

You kept me waiting,

you bad boy.

Sorry.

You know what happens

to bad boys.

I hate when she's in town.

- It's disgusting.

- I know.

But let's just have

a good time.

- Come on, we deserve it.

- Taxi!

Besides, it's goth night.

And all the day players

always dress up so cute.

We're the oldest ones here.

Except for this schmo hawk.

- Can I buy you ladies a drink?

- We never drink...

mojitos.

Maybe you should court

someone your own age.

- Oh, did you see that cute one?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

- Hey, Renfield.

Adam Ant called.

He wants his makeup back.

Oh, come on. Awaken me.

I wanna live forever.

Then you should try

eating more broccoli.

No, I don't want to eat more

broccoli. I want to be undead.

You are undead.

You're alive.

Yeah, stop imagining

crazy ideas.

No.

What?

- Stuck-up McVainypants is here.

So what?

Just ignore him.

Show him how much fun

you're having.

What? No!

No pictures.

Wh... then take me.

Come on.

Let's just go dance.

Isn't this place

a little Mickey Mouse for you?

There is Donor Club

in Chinatown.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

I think I can sense

a real vampire.

Vampire?

That word is so cornball.

And anyone

who says "cornball"

is at least 80 years old.

Okay.

I just don't appreciate

being called the V-word.

You prefer ELF?

Extended Life Form, yes.

So g*y.

- Hey.

- Hi, Ivan.

I see you met Vadim.

You know he's my stem.

Oh, you're the Soviet stem.

Ukrainian.

Let's go to that club.

Blood Bank.

We don't feed

off of people.

Oh, great.

As long as Cisserus

takes care of herself.

- Why?

- Anything happens to her,

your years will accrue.

You wouldn't want

to look your age.

Excuse me.

I am Vadim.

This is Ivan.

I'll get my coat.

- Oh, Juicy.

- She is asking for it.

Yeah, I'd say.

Listen to me.

Vadim and Ivan

are bad guys.

I like bad guys.

No, you like nice guys.

Don't look at them

and don't talk to them.

Don't talk to them.

And remember,

nice guys.

Nice guys.

Guys that listen

when you say stuff.

Guys that compliment you.

Hey, Juicy.

Where are you going?

- Hey. We're gonna go.

- BRB.

Um, that only works

if you're leaving.

"Be right back."

- Oh. SL.

- What?

- "So long"?

- Close enough.

So I tell my parents I'm coming

to the city for my music.

And they say okay,

as long as I go to NYU.

You want?

No thanks.

I'm already in the mood.

So now they're all,

"What about law school?"

And I go, "I told you I was

coming here for my music."

So they're, "Then why did we

spend $100,000, Derek?"

I'm like, "You got me.

You could've just gotten me

Pro Tools and I'd be happy.

Law school is your dream,

not mine."

And they think it's all

about record deals,

but it's so different now.

They're so old-fashioned.

They just don't get it,

you know?

Hey, my parents

believed in witches.

Hold on, I gotta play

you something.

Mm.

You've got...

you've got something.

Hmm?

You want a rail?

A little bit won't hurt.

I gotta get out of here.

Hey, people can see you.

What?

Nobody cares.

Besides, the streets are wet

and my shoes are suede.

Stacy, I kinda did

something bad.

- What?

- Well, this drummer guy

was all coked up and his nose

started bleeding.

- Oh, no.

- I just licked a drop.

And what now? Are you jonesing?

Do you have the hunger?

No.

I just had what came out.

It wasn't even flowing.

But I know it would be so much

more satisfying than this whole

get-dressed-go-out-

and-have-sex routine.

I mean, guys used

to want to sing

or paint or write.

Now, it's like iPod hits

and webisodes.

Half the time, I don't even know

what they're talking about.

Well, we're going to group tomorrow.

That always helps.

- Hey.

Didn't that used to be

a yogurt place?

Things keep changing

around here.

Well, in the '70s,

it was a methadone clinic

and all the hippies

would be sitting on the stairs

waiting for their medicine.

And in the '50s,

it was a dance studio,

and everyone came to the Village

to be beatniks.

And before that,

it was a German newspaper.

How do you

know this stuff?

- The History Channel.

- Oh.

- Uh-oh, birds.

- Hurry. Go, go!

- Whoops!

- Get back.

- Watch out, Kenny!

Oh!

That's Van Helsing.

Let him through.

Oh, no, no, no.

This doesn't have

anything to do

with Homeland Security

so get away from

my crime scene, huh?

Did you recover the neck?

Look, it's your garden variety

John Doe.

k*lled, bled out

someplace else,

they hacked it up

and dumped it here.

You call this bled out?

It's bone dry.

- Detective.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I need you to back up, please.

What is that,

a pizza carrier?

There.

You happy now?

Hey, if we find a subway map

and expl*sives, we'll call you.

- Whoa.

Good evening.

My name is Harry,

and welcome to

Sanguines Anonymous.

Tepish, you're a stem,

aren't you?

Someone told me

that if a stem dies,

all the offshoots die.

It's an old wives' tale, right?

I thought as long as you stayed

out of the sun, you're okay.

And if your stem died,

you start aging.

No, you start aging,

but not like the day players.

You become

your chronological age.

When were you awakened?

Ah, pfft.

Baby.

Besides,

Stacy turned in 1992.

Does she know

how old you are?

No.

It seemed to comfort her

thinking we were the same age.

Ah, I see.

- You're from Cisserus, huh?

- You know her?

We had a fling.

Mm.

That took about

a century off my life.

Hey.

Tepish, would you like

to start off tonight?

Okay.

Thank you, Harry.

Hi, everyone.

I am Vlad Tepish.

You know,

Vlad the Impaler.

Hi, Vlad Tepish.

I have abstained

from the fluids of h*m* sapiens

for 362 years.

I'm sure that you've heard

about what I did

to the Turkish army, huh?

He impaled them.

You youngsters have to learn

how to substitute

what you can't do with things

that are less harmful.

Personally,

I like knitting.

Especially...

- this part.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

- Hi, I'm Stacy.

- Hi, Stacy.

I've been in my 20s

for two decades,

and when I was a day player,

I was doing a lot of E.

E?

I don't know what that is.

That's ecstasy.

And then one night,

I must've been pretty stoned,

'cause I don't even remember,

but I know Cisserus

was feeding on me,

and Goody was arguing

that I would be a good

clothing model for her.

So if it wasn't for Goody,

I would be dead.

Like, dead-dead.

But she says that I saved her

because she'd been so lonely,

and having a friend made

her want to keep existing.

Even though I've never

had human blood,

I still feel tempted.

But it's like drugs.

We don't need

the high-highs.

It's more satisfying

to not hurt anybody

and just have fun

with your friends.

- Thanks.

- Good meeting, people.

Shall we?

When it comes to

drinking human blood,

a single drop is too much,

and a whole family

is never enough.

Support your fellow ELFs.

Undead is not unfeeling.

Great.

What are you doing?

Don't you hate it when

you sprout fangs,

part's white and then

the other part's dingy?

I never thought about it.

- It's Renfield.

- Hey, Renfield!

- Where are you guys?

Let's go to SoHo House.

I'm sick of these clip joints.

How about this?

You go, and if it's great, text us.

All right. G2G

G2G.

"Got to go."

Why can't kids say entire words?

It takes just as long

to say letters.

Remember, we said

that we'd keep up with the times

even though it's not as good

as the '80s.

You don't hear me

complaining every time

a new song comes on

that Devo is much better.

That's true.

You have a glob.

- Here?

- Other side.

- Here?

- A little higher.

Doesn't it drive you crazy

not knowing

what you look like?

You look the same

as you always did.

- You have pictures from before.

- No.

You don't have any pictures

from your early years?

No.

A guy in the park drew this.

Do I look anything like this?

Oh, yeah.

- He really captured you.

- Oh.

Hold on.

Okay, she sort of has

your structure.

You have rounder eyes,

shorter chin,

change the hair,

green eyes,

and...

fix the nose.

- And print.

Oh, my God.

- That's me.

- Yeah.

It's been so long.

I take back everything bad

I ever said about computers.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Ooh.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

Ew.

Well, LASIK has come

a long way.

- Hi, I'm Joey.

- Hi, I'm Stacy.

Hey, would you like to have

lunch with me sometime?

- No.

- Okay.

Um, no, what I meant was

I work during the day

but I could have coffee

or drinks.

Okay, great.

All right,

any questions?

Yes, Professor Quincy.

How many surrealists does

it take to change a light bulb?

- How many?

- A bicycle.

Well, thank you for that wonderful

insight, Mr. Van Helsing.

All right, I know

that was no "Talladega Nights."

Now what was Dal

trying to do in this?

Stacy, don't take a nap.

You'll be up all day.

I'm so tired.

I was IM'ing all day.

I barely slept.

I met someone

at school.

- What's his story?

- He's silly.

Goofy but cute.

- What's his name?

- His name?

Um, his name is Joey...

Van Helsing.

What?

I'm sure it's a coincidence.

It's a common name.

And you didn't hit it off

with Timmy Hitler?

Very funny.

I don't like it.

I can take care

of myself.

Guess what Joey

wants to do this weekend?

- Behead you?

- Ha-ha.

I need to see

my wife's chart.

You know, I've asked about

four times in the past hour.

So get me

the g*dd*mn chart.

And don't start

with the shifts.

And you won't be sued

for malpractice

if you do it now.

Hell no, we won't go.

Hell no,

we won't go.

Hell no...

Enough already.

I've had enough.

Hi, honey.

Hi, honey.

Love you.

I told them not to bring

you any... look at this.

I don't want you to eat this.

Look at this.

They use this for breast

implants in the other wing.

Guess where I went?

Cappuccino.

- Oh...

- Look at this.

How much?

How much do we love cannoli?

All right, maybe later.

How you doing in there?

- Ugh.

- I'm tired.

- Oh, sh*t.

- You got jury duty.

- What?

- 8:00 a.m.

- No.

How could this happen?

We're paid in cash.

We don't do taxes.

I don't even have

a driver's license.

Our credit cards

are through a third party.

Oh. I voted once.

- You what?

- I voted for Dukakis.

- Dukakis?

- It was before I turned.

And I was just thinking

about the good of the country.

Country?

It's just business.

From the Dutch West

India Company

to the sl*ve trade.

How do you know

all this stuff?

Um, The History Channel.

Yay!

If you're here and he's there,

why don't you talk?

Nobody talks.

Do you want him

to think I'm 40?

So, if the city has

too much garbage,

and rats eat garbage,

why don't we just get rats

to eat the garbage

instead of spraying

toxic crap everywhere?

- Rats breed too quickly.

- So?

What if we give them

birth control?

You mean get rats

to put on condoms?

Yeah.

Teensy-weensy little condoms.

Who's that old hippie

talking to Fred?

You must mean the girls from

the graveyard shift.

sh*t.

I used to go out with him

before you and I

knew each other.

Oh, my God. He's gonna

expect you to be like 40.

- I know.

- Hi.

Wow.

How is it possible?

How is what possible?

Goody, you have not

aged a day.

Mister, my name is Susan.

But my mother's name was Goody.

Did you know her?

Goody Rutherford?

Is that your mother?

Yes, but she passed away.

Oh.

I-l-I'm sorry.

My name is Danny Horowitz.

Did she ever, uh, you know,

like, mention me?

I think.

- But we have to get to work.

- Hey.

Hi, I under... listen.

I have to talk to you.

Please call me tomorrow.

Okay.

Tomorrow night.

Night, of course.

Just like your mother.

Okay.

- So, is this your place?

- It's my parents' place.

When my ex and I broke up,

I was traveling

and I haven't found

a new place yet.

- Iris recognition.

- So, what does your dad do?

Well, he works for

Homeland Security now,

but he was with MI-6 in London

for quite a long time.

So is he, um,

some kind of spy?

Yeah, like James Bond

but shorter.

Listen, Stacy.

There's something I have to tell you.

- What?

- I'm older than you think.

I've been helping my dad with

this project for a few years,

and since I'm still in school,

you probably think I'm, like, 20.

But I'm almost 25.

- And since you're like 17...

Um, actually

I'm a little bit older

than the other kids, too.

You are?

Well, great.

Well, how old are you?

You don't ask

a lady her age.

- Well, why not?

- Because it's very impolite.

- How am I gonna find out?

- I don't know.

I'm gonna nick

your passport.

I'm never going again.

The performance was ghastly.

No, the clown was so...

- Joey.

- Oh.

I didn't know

you had company.

We just got back.

This is Stacy.

Stacy, my mother and father.

- Hi, Stacy.

- Oh, pleasure.

- Nice to meet you.

- Uh, yeah.

- How do you do?

- Hi.

Well, I actually

have to get to my job.

- You work at night?

- Yeah, it's so depressing.

But, you know,

just until school gets out.

- I have to go.

- I'll see you out.

- Ta!

- Yeah.

- Did you feel her hands?

- Freezing.

I'm glad you're interested.

Are you a registered voter?

No matter what's going

on in the world,

there's always someone

protesting or petitioning,

and they always wind up

in Union Square.

Even in the 1840s, people were

pamphleteering for abolition.

...southern flesh peddlers!

sl*very will tear

our country apart!

Sir, may I proffer

you a pamphlet?

Abolition now!

Sir... sir, may I proffer

you a pamphlet?

And in the 1950s,

thousands of people

protested to stop

the execution

of the Rosenbergs.

Of course, in the '60s, there was

always a Vietnam demonstration.

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no, we won't go!

Hell no...

Must've been pretty crazy to see

your old boyfriend like that, huh?

How long were

you guys together?

Over a year.

We never lived together,

but we saw each other

every night.

I forgot how nice it felt seeing

someone you love all the time.

I wonder what Joey's parents

think about me.

So what did you think

of Stacy?

She's rather pale.

How do you mean?

What your mother means

is she's...

exceedingly white.

So you don't like her because

of the color of her skin?

Is that what

you're telling me?

Oh, don't be so dramatic.

No, it's simply that

she's not like us.

You mean wealthy,

over-educated,

Upper-West-Side,

paranoid, ghoul-chasing...

Oh, for f*ck's sake.

She's undead!

- And I forbid you to see her!

You think everyone

is a vampire.

Just because somebody stays up late,

doesn't go to bed before 3:00...

Well excuse me for being

overly vigilant.

...doesn't mean

they can just grow fangs,

- put on a black cape...

- But I think beings

- devoid of warm blood...

- ...and fly around town like a bat!

Just because

they're a little peaky,

it doesn't mean

they drink blood.

...roam the street at night

looking for innocent victims.

You are so intolerant.

Enough!

Stop it, both of you.

Let's just invite

your little friend to supper.

If she's one of them,

we'll know.

Fine.

Tonight, we're meeting

under sad circumstances.

I'm sure by now you've

all heard about David's

tragic Daylight Savings accident.

Boy, one century you're here

and the next you're gone.

Do you sense

something gross?

Yes.

I see we have a newcomer.

Uh, yeah, hi.

I'm Rita.

Hi, Rita.

I am a psy-vampire.

- What exactly is that?

- Psychic vampire.

I'm able to feed off

other people's auras.

You know,

I absorb their energy.

How do you know you're

not just annoying them?

Psy-vampires are

a true vampiric subset, okay?

And we don't need blood

to draw...

What the f*ck is that?

All right, all right.

Settle down.

We really

gotta be more careful

about how we announce

our meetings.

Anybody else

have something to share?

Stacy got called in

for jury duty,

but she hasn't voted

since the '80s.

That happened to me.

And they're bringing me in

for an audit.

Everybody call

on your stems

and any human-feeders

you know.

But how are we

gonna find Cisserus?

You don't know

her resting place?

When she wants us,

she summons us.

We never call on her.

Okay.

We all gotta work together, folks.

The community

is being persecuted.

I've seen it all before.

Now instead of tortures,

they're using computers.

Does Mr. Davidoff

know you are coming?

Mr. Davidoff is aware

we'll be here between

But don't you need

a search warrant?

Madam, you've insultingly

confused us with the police.

I'm from Time Warner,

and if you ever want to see

Jon Stewart again,

you'll open this door.

Let's get some light in here.

Morning, Sunshine.

Buenas noches, chicas.

Have you seen Ivan?

He hasn't answered

any of my summonses.

Uh, I think we saw him

last week.

Something must have happened.

He's not strong enough

to ignore you.

Well, you chicas

will just have to fill in.

But we're only good at modeling

and light clerical work.

So, you fold these carefully,

and you pack this soil.

Don't you just love

these "As-seen-on-TV" bags?

Look how much soil

it can fit.

Oh, it's a good thing we're here

because there's gonna be

a big meeting with all

the local stems and ELFs.

There's been a lot of

persecution of the community.

- What do I care?

- Well, if you keep acting

so recklessly,

they're gonna find you.

No one will ever

find my lair.

And I'm in the one place

no New Yorker ever goes.

But your behavior makes

it harder for everyone else.

For who?

For Vlad Tepish

and his doofus peasants?

"Vlad the Impaler"?

I'll tell you what that whole

impaling routine was.

Compensation.

You know what I'm saying?

Besides, I am leaving town.

And look at this pimpin'

travel coffin he made me.

Here's the itinerary.

Just get me on cargo

before dawn.

It's a private jet.

Spain?

What's in Spain?

It is not just the rain

in Spain.

Look at him.

Diego Bardem.

Only the handsomest,

most talented man in the world.

- Do you know him?

- No, I don't know him.

But I got mad love for him.

And I'll tell you a secret.

I am not gonna use

any hypnotism.

I want this to be real.

I haven't felt this way about

anyone since Al Jolson.

The Mammy guy?

Yes, the Mammy guy.

I mean, he was an amazingly

dynamic performer.

You have no idea because

you never saw him live.

No, no, no.

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay.

- Hey.

- Hey.

What did your parents

say about me?

- Are you near your computer?

- Yeah.

Come on iChat.

I wanna see you.

- Oh!

I don't... I don't have iChat.

Yeah, you do.

It's built in.

Yeah, but my roommate

was spray painting

and she got paint

on the lens.

- So...

- Pfft.

What did

your parents say?

They thought

you were a bit pale.

What do you mean pale?

Well, you know, pale,

fair skin.

Like maybe you were sick

or something.

Well, it's just those

environmental light bulbs.

I mean, they make everybody

look horrible.

Look, they want you to come

for dinner on Friday.

Can you make it?

Oh, I'll be there.

- Ow!

Stay still.

- It's good, right?

- I think it's totally working.

I'm gonna be so tan.

Hi.

Wow.

You look...

Robust?

Sure.

Come in.

Dinner will be a few minutes.

Let me give you

the tour.

What is all this stuff?

Well, it's mostly stuff

from my grandfather

or my great grandfather.

My father is an expert

on vampirism.

Told you my family's nuts.

- What's this thing?

- Ah, well...

if someone you suspect of being

a vampire dies,

you place this over their neck

before they're buried

and if they wake up and try

to climb out of their coffin,

they get beheaded.

Dinner's ready!

Hey, I know him.

You know him?

I mean,

I know who he is.

It's Vlad Tepish.

It's pronounced "Tee-pees."

He was one of the most sadistic

figures in history.

Well, I guess that sort of

depends on your point of view.

Really?

How many points of view

can there be on the subject

of impaling people

and drinking their blood?

If a weird stunt like that stops

the entire Ottoman Empire

from taking over Europe.

His armor is in

the museum in Bucharest.

I mean, they consider

him a hero.

Yeah, if it wasn't for him,

we'd all be speaking "Ottomanese."

Didn't you like your fish?

Shall we make

something else for you?

Oh, no, thank you,

Mrs. Van Helsing.

I'm enjoying my dinner

a great deal.

Now, you must try our soup.

It's an old Van Helsing recipe.

Ahh!

Not a fan of garlic?

Oh, no, it's not the garlic.

It's the salt.

Even the tiniest bit

and I blow up

like a Thanksgiving Day

balloon.

My father thinks that

if he gives us garlic breath,

we won't make out.

Not going to work, Pops.

Ma, we'll take dessert later.

The movie starts at 9:30.

I'll just get our things.

Hmm.

You have a very strong will,

Dr. Van Helsing.

What are your intentions

with my son?

What do you mean?

Do you plan to suck

the life out of him?

No more than

any other girlfriend.

Hey, you ready?

Thank you for dinner.

- See you later.

Oh, I know.

But did you see the girl

who left with Joey?

Is she one of them?

I wasn't really paying attention.

That girl, she seemed pretty dark.

But it's all gonna be on my phone.

So hold on.

Wait, I don't remember

seeing empty chairs.

What did I do wrong?

You didn't do

anything wrong.

Why do people

bother going out

if the only thing

they want to bond with

is their little

glowing boxes?

Don't go grandma on me.

- Oh, there's Renfield.

- Hey.

Uh, you guys, um...

kinda can't sit here unless

we order a $400 bottle.

- Don't worry about it.

- Bottle service.

She left him 10 minutes ago.

The sex must be great.

Oh, we haven't done it yet.

Oh, so it's a purely

textual relationship?

I've been looking for you,

you lifeless b*tch.

What is your problem?

What did you do to Ivan?

What are you talking about?

First you k*ll

my game with Juicy girl.

Now Ivan is missing.

Suckerin' succotash.

- Guys, guys, guys!

Not in front of the day players.

The past few minutes,

you remember nothing.

Complete Sergeant Schultz.

I know nothing!

- I saw nothing!

- Now cut it out.

Besides, why would

we hurt Ivan?

We'd just wind up doing

more work for Cisserus.

Actually, it's a good thing

we ran into you.

We need you to come to

a Sanguines Anonymous meeting.

- No way.

- You don't have to join,

but a lot of weird stuff

has been going down.

They're trying to force us

out into the sun.

You think this has something

to do with Ivan's disappearance?

It might.

Did anyone in his building

see anything?

The neighbor said the cable

company was there.

Can Time Warner just burst into

a person's home and k*ll them?

Yeah, they're terrible.

Come to a meeting.

We've got to figure this out.

Everybody's getting audited.

Well, you don't have to go.

What?

An audit is just

the IRS saying,

"We think you should

pay more taxes."

And if you agree with them,

then you say, "Okay, how much?"

But you only have to go in

if you wanna challenge them.

How do you know this?

I'm a CPA.

- You are?

- Yeah.

You just got

some new clients.

Not me.

I have a guy.

What are you wearing?

It's like the history

of fashion.

I'm going to see Danny.

I wanna look nice.

Gibson Girl shirts

were the prettiest.

on short women.

but are comfortable.

Okay, but what's

with the hat?

It's a boater.

People always said

it looked spiffy on me.

People from

your barbershop quartet

or people from

the Republican convention?

Oh, God.

Here we are.

"Architectural Digest" time.

Enjoy yourself.

Sure you don't

want anything to drink?

- I'm sure.

- Well, I'm not.

I need some coffee, man.

For energy.

I just made this last week.

- Oh.

- You work for the government?

Do I look like I work

for the government?

I'm with the ACLU.

Right now I'm in the middle

of this deportation case

with abuses of wiretapping.

It's unbearable.

Well, I thought

if the government

doesn't hear t*rror1st-related stuff,

they have to hang up.

No.

Ah, look at this.

I was going through these

looking for your mother.

Look at these.

She had this habit of just

ducking out right before

they took a picture.

Well, she was superstitious.

Still, I mean,

it's a little nutty, isn't it?

My God.

- I have this one.

- You do? Really?

She saved it?

You better put yours

in plastic.

She liked this, huh?

Well, why not?

I was not bad-looking

back then, huh?

What an amazing

time this was.

Being young and in love.

Feeling like you're a part of

something that really mattered.

Your mother never mentioned

why she just disappeared?

- Not really.

- Oh, man.

Hey, you know what?

I have to get movies for my wife

before the store closes.

- Right on.

- Huh?

My way.

- I'll go with.

- Oh.

All right, cool.

You know,

Angela is really in and out.

And that's why I gotta get her

movies that she really loves.

So, you know,

when she dozes off,

you know, she won't miss

anything, really.

- Can I help?

- Uh, no.

When I see 'em,

I'll know it.

- Then I'm gonna look around.

- Okay, cool.

Excuse me.

Do you have any

James Cagney posters?

Oh, James Cameron?

No, uh, James Cagney.

You know, "Made it, Ma!

Top of the world!"

No.

What about...

- Fred Astaire?

- No.

- Jack Lemmon?

- No.

- Paul Newman.

- Oh, the salad dressing guy?

- Yeah.

- No.

Phones on the ground.

Phones on the ground now.

Drop 'em!

Hands in the air. Hands in the air.

Give me the money.

Don't you point that.

He's got a heart condition.

- Shut up!

- Oh, my God!

f*ck.

Come on!

- He's having a heart attack.

- No, no, no, lady.

Get up and give me

the money now.

- sh*t, come on!

- Oh!

Stop it.

Calm down.

Mm.

Feel better?

Yeah.

You are gonna take this couple

to the hospital.

And no more stealing

The bite was from your cat.

You guys,

take CPR courses.

You hate junk food.

And get "Public Enemy."

The Cagney one.

You all right?

I could hypnotize you,

but I've been wanting to tell you.

So what are you saying?

You broke up with me 'cause

you wouldn't drink my blood?

Is that what you're telling me?

I don't drink human blood.

You don't?

That guy, what was that?

No. Have you ever seen

a vampire bat?

A little rodent can get

the blood out of an entire cow

in a few minutes because

of this enzyme in their saliva.

It's a completely safe

blood thinner.

And I also have it.

I didn't drink

that man's blood.

I spit into him

to stop the stroke.

Oh.

You just spit into him.

Oh, that's a whole

other ball game.

Well, if I didn't, he would have

had a lot of brain damage.

How old are you?

A little older than you.

So people can only be

around you for, like, what...

a year or something?

No, I could go around

seven years

without them expecting

me to look older.

And I would've stayed with

you for as long as possible.

But when you became

one of the student leaders,

people on the street

recognized you.

I thought,

"This is his time."

You could have your choice

of any woman out there.

It didn't seem right

to rob you of the chance

to meet someone amazing.

And you did, didn't you?

I did.

I really did.

And you know what?

I really should check

and see how she's doing.

And I gotta tell

you something else.

I feel like I'm really, like,

tripping right now.

Am I gonna see you again?

Uh...

of course, yeah.

Okay, this is Germany

before World w*r II.

The sleepwalker

keeps murdering people,

but only because the evil guy

has him under a spell.

What does that remind you of?

I'm flummoxed.

Germany?

Evil spell?

Adolf?

Your eyes remind me

of somebody.

Adolf Hitler.

No, that wasn't

who I was thinking of.

Audrey Hepburn.

Same initials, though.

Can you please just focus

on symbolism?

Sorry.

Can I be under your spell?

Or better still,

you could be under my spell.

What are you

gonna make me do?

Laugh hysterically.

Holy sh*t.

Has it ever been like that

for your before?

Not since the '80s.

Hey, where are you going?

Um, I've got an early class.

Well, ditch it

and come back to bed.

I can't.

But I'll call you later.

Come on, my parents won't

be home until tomorrow.

Look, it's a little early in the

relationship to get into this,

but I've really gotta go.

What the...

- Something bothering you?

- What?

No.

If there's anything

you wanna talk about...

maybe trouble

with Stacy, or...

Yeah, 'cause you'd love that.

He's not answering my texts,

my tweets, my e-mails,

my voicemail,

my Facebook messages...

Do you think

he'll tell his father?

No, he wouldn't do that.

What about Danny?

Do you think he'll

tell the authorities?

- He'd never.

- How do you know?

Danny hates authority.

I'm gonna go to his class

so he has to confront me.

- Are you mad at me?

- Don't go away.

- Huh? What?

- Really?

- Yeah.

How do you like

them apples?

Garlic?

You were afraid of it

the other night.

Yeah, because

I've always hated garlic.

Can we please just

talk about this?

- My father tried to warn me.

- Against what?

I have never harmed a human

being or a domestic animal

my entire life.

Oh, so you didn't go after me

'cause I'm a Van Helsing?

No. If anything,

I would've stayed away.

Besides, if I wanted

to drink your blood,

would I have written you

this 10-page report

on Freud and his influence

on surrealist imagery?

How do I know

you wrote this for me?

Because I also wrote one

on World w*r I

and how it gave birth

to Surrealism.

Actually, I like

that one better.

Oh, you do?

So now you trust me, huh?

I trust you to give yourself

the better grade.

I don't blame you.

You know

I would never hurt you, right?

Yeah.

Well, then what is it?

Is it the day thing?

Do you want to have a girlfriend

you can go hiking with

and go to the beach?

No, I'm... I'm more of

a night person.

Is it the blood, then?

- You wanna try new restaurants?

- No, I'm not much of a foodie.

So what is it?

I hate it when

my parents are right.

Okay, now open.

Thank you!

You know what? I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no.

I shouldn't be dumping

all this on you.

Fine. Yay!

Come on,

just sign the petition.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Here you go.

Right there.

- Ooh.

- Hey, Renfield. Come on in.

- Hey. How are you, Goody?

Jesus.

- Hey, Renfield.

- Hey, how are you?

- Do you mind if I smoke?

- Yes.

But... I mean,

this can't bother you.

It bothers me

if you're hurting yourself.

Well, then awaken me.

It doesn't work that way.

You're an accountant.

Do the math.

If every infected person

fed on or infected

the rest of the people,

the entire population would've

eaten itself off the planet

Iong before Christ

was even born.

Only a stem

can turn someone.

Is that the sweater

Tepish knit you?

Mm-hmm. It would be impolite

not to wear it.

And it goes with everything.

Wait till you see the one

he's making you.

Okay, people.

This is an amazing event.

Except for Cisserus,

we have all the stems

from the tri-state area.

- Vadim the Russian,

- Ukrainian.

- Ashwan from Kush.

- Hi, Ashwan.

- Ghuri, the Turkish stem.

- Hi, Ghuri.

Yuppa, yuppa.

I'd like to start by asking,

how many of you

have gotten subpoenas?

Excuse me.

Why do not

we just eat the lawyers?

You crazy.

We can't eat all the lawyers.

Why not?

Let's just say eating lawyers

is out of the question.

- I know you can sense

that we have

day players among us.

This is my granddaughter,

Sarah.

- Hi, Sarah.

- And this is our friend Renfield.

He's a CPA so he can help

with the IRS stuff.

And I understand

we have a lawyer here.

You absolutely do.

How you doin?

My name is Danny.

- Hi, Danny.

- And I'm from the ACLU.

From what I understand,

you can't be forced out

during the day and you don't

want anyone to molest

your resting places.

But the government can enter

your home any time they want

because of the Patriot Act.

See what's going down now

is that all your cell phones

and your iPhones

and all the computers

are helping them find you.

So I urge you not to use

any of your electronic devices.

How will we do anything?

How do we even stay in touch

with each other?

I used to write things down.

- Oh, yeah. Like in a datebook.

- Right.

But I need my computer

to tell me sunrise and sunset.

Oh, I can tell everyone that

on my almanac.

Under "Sky Watch,"

it's got phases of the moon,

high tide, sunrise and sunset,

and... good Lord!

What?

What is it?

Total eclipse of the sun

in two weeks.

Hold on, hold on.

Too bad that wasn't

the exact time of our summons.

If we had face time,

we could use hypnotism.

No, why? That wouldn't

make any difference.

Couldn't we just change

the times of the appointments?

Yeah. We could get you

completely eliminated

from their system.

We could delete and change

everything

in their computers.

You know,

I can see why

you have sworn off

human blood.

Awesome.

Do you want to join?

How would you ladies

like to be my wives?

Eat me.

- All right.

- Not literally.

Oh, are you okay?

You were sick yesterday, too.

Look what I got you.

- Pure pharmaceutical grade.

Oh, but they're so cute.

They're not like vermin.

They could be somebody's pets. Hi!

I figured they wouldn't

make you sick.

It's nothing.

I'm fine.

It's just when I get up.

Quit futzing.

We have to go.

Oh, don't start with me.

- Drop waists are coming back.

- Yeah, says who?

I saw a picture

of Keira Knightley in one.

Yeah, right.

That's because

Keira Knightley's in a movie.

- Ha, look at you!

- I know.

This was

my college interview outfit.

Were you trying

for a football scholarship?

Ha-ha. It's the only thing

I have that looks respectful.

- Whoa, check it out.

- I know, it's crazy.

Mom, look!

I've never seen it before.

Don't look

directly at it, honey.

Wow, I totally forgot

what it was like.

It's an entirely

different world.

Oh, so many women.

Have a nice day.

Come on, everybody. Let's go.

We only have two hours.

Hey, so do you know

where we're going?

You will do what

my accountant says.

It's CPA.

Okay, this is Ghuri.

This is file number 318.

This Vlad Tepish.

He was granted asylum in, um...

Currently married

to a US citizen.

Well, four.

Yeah, that's okay.

Child of

an American fiance.

For an adjustment

of status.

A student visa so

he can matriculate at UCLA.

Go Bruins.

Yeah.

Stacy Daimer is unable to perform

jury duty obligations.

Unable to perform

jury duty obligations.

- In fact, I'll just delete them.

- Just delete them.

Put the deleted names

in the trash.

Deleted names in trash.

- Empty the trash.

- Empty the trash.

Ask the IT guy

to remove the hard drive.

- Go, go, go!

- Excuse us, coming through!

Joey!

Yeah!

Let me see. Open.

Hold it up.

Hold it up.

Aw, beautiful color.

They're having the book launch

party for The Situation

right now on 10th.

What do you say?

- Ugh.

- Not worth the candle.

We're happy here.

Every A-lister in New York

will be there.

You can have

whoever you want.

Mm.

You get tired of that.

Oh, I like this song.

- You wanna dance.

- Yeah, do you?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Aren't you gonna dance?

Me?

I don't think so.

- I'm not very good, no.

- Yes, you are.

- I remember.

- Yeah, but I don't remember.

- Do you sleep with henchmen?

Joey had to go.

His dad is bugging out.

- Problems at work, no doubt.

Hmm.

Wonder who that could be.

Oh, isn't it insane?

I was dating for 25 years

and I've never imagined to feel

this way about somebody.

What about

you and Danny?

Mm, I never stopped

loving him.

But his wife's sick so there's

no even thinking about it.

I'm just happy around him.

Reminds me

of being hopeful.

But how great would it be

if we both had relationships?

I mean,

wouldn't it be so cool...

Mott Street.

Mott Street.

Oh!

What is she doing

back so soon?

I guess things didn't

work out with Diego.

- Ugh.

- She's in Chinatown.

God, just when things

were going so well.

Mm.

Oh... oh, God.

I've never seen

real dead people.

What did you do?

You know how it is

when you eat Chinese.

Half an hour later

you're hungry again.

How could you?

Oh, I just can't

stop eating.

I'm so depressed.

Why didn't he like me?

I am so much more b*mb-a*s

than his girlfriend.

Maybe she wasn't

a homicidal maniac.

Maybe.

This is disgusting!

I know.

I could so easily

hate myself.

But just because

you overdid it one day,

doesn't mean

you have to be bad all weekend.

- What's wrong with him?

Finish him off,

will ya?

I said k*ll him.

You really can't k*ll.

You guys are so useless.

Forget it.

Hey, can I have

a fortune cookie, at least?

That was way too close.

And I didn't put in rollers.

I'm gonna have

coffin hair tomorrow.

I know.

Goody, I don't think I can

do anything like that again.

Me either.

The world changes,

we have to adapt.

These violent old ways

don't make

any sense anymore.

But she won't listen.

- She's insane.

- Oh, tell me about it.

Tepish, is there

anything like a...

Sanguine's doctor?

Stacy is sick.

That's impossible.

We don't get sick.

That's what I thought, but every night

when we get up, she vomits.

Just how old was she

when she was awakened?

And I assume

there is a boyfriend.

- Why?

She's not sick.

She's pregnant.

So she can have a baby?

No, the pregnancy

will end by itself.

Unless she turns back.

Like, if Cisserus dies?

Cisserus.

Don't you worry, hmm?

Stacy will be just fine

in about a week.

They notified us

about a patient having seizures

who had a double puncture wound.

When I asked who checked him in,

I went back to

their surveillance cameras.

- Where's the body?

- Mount Sinai.

- Tell them we're coming.

- Mm-hmm.

All right,

sit down, listen to me.

Now, I know

you think I'm crazy,

but you have to do

something for me.

Sure.

Carry this with you

at all times.

- What?

- This is how you load it.

Only use the silver b*ll*ts.

Only use them on what?

Stacy?

Just keep it with you.

Don't give me any sh*t.

When a problem comes along,

like hunger, you must whip it.

It says this guy's a comic?

He's not even funny.

I've never seen him

in anything.

What's on?

"Assholes Insult People

More Talented Than Them."

"The Excessively '80s

Countdown."

Oh, show Goody.

Oh.

So my father decided

to give me this.

Hmm.

That's weird.

Oh, careful.

It's got silver b*ll*ts in it.

What's he thinking?

He's got more paranoid

since he saw the footage

from the hospital.

What footage?

This guy just seemed to fly

from a cab to the front door.

I'm such an idiot.

Why didn't I look

for surveillance cameras?

- Wait a minute, you...

- No, no. We didn't do anything.

It was...

it was our stem, Cisserus.

She's a monster.

She's gonna louse it up

for all of us.

Don't trip.

We'll talk to Tepish.

Oh, I saw him after work

and he said

you'll be feeling better soon.

You're just pregnant.

- What?

- I'm pregnant?

- We're gonna have a baby.

I'm pregnant!

Oh, my God!

Oh, I can't believe this.

I'm pregnant?

You want a baby?

Well...

yeah.

I'm over 40. How many more

chances am I gonna get?

And besides,

I'll make a kick-a*s father.

All right.

Forget cell phones,

forget iPhones,

forget PowerBooks,

forget iPads.

Yay.

Now I can do

everything I want

with my iPad Mini.

That looks just like your phone.

But it doesn't make calls.

I got my tweets,

I got my e-mails,

I got my friends,

I got my alerts, I got...

So as the day progresses,

you can read

thousands

of unsolicited messages,

advertisements, and the mindless

brain vomit of acquaintances?

Someone sounds hormonal.

Maybe you're pregnant, too!

So annoying.

You have to keep

learning to use new crap

that doesn't actually

do anything better

than the old crap, which is

incompatible with the new crap,

all so you can have blogs

and watch fake teenagers

and real housewives?

And it's all happening

too fast

and I'm tired.

I'm just sick

and tired of it all.

It's okay.

We don't have to get

the iPad Minis.

No, I'm sorry...

Look. Only a couple stations,

but they had Groucho Marx.

No, that's not Groucho.

Groucho was

the mustache guy.

Yeah, he had glasses and a cigar.

Yeah, a cigar and glasses.

You'll split $25 between you.

Are you ready?

- Yes.

- Who is buried in Grant's Tomb?

Were people

really that stupid?

No, that's what he'd ask

when he felt bad

and wanted to give 'em

a few bucks.

Is Grant's Tomb

in New York?

- No. No.

- Yeah. Yeah.

Have any of you

ever been there?

- No.

- No.

- That's it.

- What?

God, the place

no New Yorker ever goes.

Of course, Cisserus would

want a monument.

And it's gota tomb

Oh, my God.

You're probably right.

Come on.

- Show me again.

- Yeah, here.

I guess I totally can tell,

but it's...

it's like, I don't know.

I always thought you'd be

the first one to have a baby.

Is that weird?

- But now that it's happening...

- Listen.

You have to decide something

independent of me or Joey.

This baby won't survive

in your condition.

If you want it,

you have to turn back.

How does that even...

Cisserus would have

to be k*lled.

That's right.

I'd be in my '40s.

But I'd be a mom.

- You'd be older, too.

- I know.

I can't decide

for the both of us.

How do you feel about

not being young anymore?

Which part...

running around to clubs

and dating idiots?

Would be nice not to

have to fake all the references.

- Ugh.

- Like acting nostalgic over

"Hey, Arnold" instead of

"Happy Days."

Not to mention

the slang, "BTW."

And the clothes

and the music.

Staying young is getting old.

Plus, we'll have a baby.

What are we even talking about?

We can't k*ll Cisserus.

She's lasted hundreds of years.

But that's because

nobody knew where she was.

But she's very sturdy.

And let's face it,

we're wimps.

Yeah, but she's sloppy.

And conceited.

And we'll call in

the heavy-hitters.

Who?

Your future father-in-law.

I just have to do

one thing first.

You said for a little more time,

you'd do anything.

- Did you mean it?

- Of course, but what can I do?

Would you change your schedule

and stay up later

and promise to let her

only have animals?

Now, wait a minute.

Can you keep her alive?

- Not exactly alive.

- But not dead?

I can't but he can.

- It's up to you.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I can't lose her.

I need privacy to do this.

- Ah.

That's enough.

It doesn't take that long.

Your wife is very sweet.

- Yeah.

- So, uh...

I am just wondering,

are you guys

getting along, or, uh...

any chance of breaking up

in the future?

Danny.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Come on, open up.

- Who's there?

- I'm a friend of your son.

- I wanna help you.

- You want to help me?

I've got some news

for you, Grandpa.

Did you say Grandpa?

I thought all victims

turned into vampires or died.

I've never heard of anyone

turning back.

Well, I've never known

anyone firsthand.

But apparently,

if you're young enough...

those are useless on a stem.

Are you really sure this isn't just

Joey's rebelliousness?

I mean,

do they seem serious?

Well, I've never seen Stacy

like this before.

And he's so excited

to be a dad.

I believe

they really are in love.

When did you awaken?

I survived a feeding

and begged her to turn me.

You wanted

to become a vampire?

It was the lesser

of two infections.

In 1840, there was

an epidemic of cholera

in lower Manhattan.

It was a painful

and degrading death.

My husband and sisters

had all passed.

But, miraculously,

my children were fine.

Not to be indelicate,

but I had digestive rumblings

that I knew were

the early symptoms,

and orphans did not fare well

in those days.

So did your kids survive?

My son lived

to the ripe old age of 63.

And my daughter

married Peter Meester,

and lived to be 99.

Unprecedented at the time.

Well, not many elderly people

had strong young mothers

to look out for them.

After the grandchildren,

it would've been hard

to stay in their lives

and not scare them.

- Did you get that?

- Got it.

You know, the only surefire

way is to behead her.

Everything else might

just piss her off.

And when Cisserus is dead,

Stacy will be a normal girl.

Normal for Stacy.

But, what happens

to you, then?

I saved my kids.

Let's go save yours.

Here you go.

Here's your family tree.

Your living descendants.

A great-great-great-great grandson.

A drug addict.

Incarcerated.

Four doctors.

One in Doctors Without Borders.

Two professors,

four teachers,

and in the House

of Representatives,

Jane Rutherford,

who chairs several committees.

She looks like you.

Thank you.

All right,

leave the g*ns.

Bring the axes,

hatchets, blades.

All right, let's go get

this dried up b*tch.

Well, I don't go

to those places much, either.

But it just shows you can meet

someone really nice.

Well, I never go

to those places, so...

I can't believe

I met you, though.

- You are beautiful.

- You're so sweet.

- Would you like to sit?

- Oh, would I?

- Nice here.

- Isn't it?

Oh.

Isn't your wife

worried about

where you are so late?

She's on a trip and what she

don't know won't hurt her.

Aren't you a bad boy?

I can be very bad.

So what does a dirty boy

like you do for a living?

I'm a dentist.

You're a dentist?

What a lucky break.

Because I have something

I'm really concerned about.

Can I show you?

I've never seen anything

like that in my...

- Oh, no! No!

Run!

Get out of here!

You as*h*le.

Let's go.

You bad girls.

I am very

disappointed in you.

After all

I've done for you,

this is how you pay me back?

Are you okay?

Who treats

their stem like this?

Those needed gunpowder!

Duck!

Oh, my God.

We did it.

No. You guys, we have

to get her into the tomb.

- Help me.

- Okay, okay.

Argh.

When did my a*s

get so flat?

Can I just say... ow!

Wait... what are we gonna do

about the body?

Oh, it'll die in a minute.

Where were you?

What? You asked me

to get a chainsaw.

I get halfway here

and realize it needs gasoline.

Do you know where to get gasoline

at 4:00 in the morning?

Why didn't you get it

where you got the saw?

Because I thought

you plugged them in.

What am I, a lumberjack?

In the forest,

you're plugging things in?

- Yes, like a hairdryer or a...

- Joey!

- Come on, come on!

Come on! Come on!

I don't believe this.

- Hurry!

- Hurry.

Okay, close it.

- Whoa.

- Okay, let's go.

You feel anything?

No.

Wait.

That's it?

You've aged 20 years?

Well, I didn't drink, smoke,

do drugs, or sunbathe.

Oh, well, maybe your genes

just aren't as good.

But with Botox

and laser resurfacing...

Don't tell me you lied

about your age.

Oh, come on.

Who the hell names their kid

Goody anymore?

You won't get

any older, will you?

It's okay.

I've been around

long enough.

I'm tired.

I should've known.

Every time I turned on

the History Channel,

all I saw was stuff

about Hitler.

Don't be sad. I was gonna go

into the sun before I met you.

You showed me

how to have fun.

Is there anything you want?

Yes.

I don't wanna be here.

I want to be

in the center of things.

Let's go.

You all right?

You all right?

How do you feel?

Hungry.

How about one of those

pretzel things?

Joey, can you go get

one of those pretzel things?

- Of course.

- Thanks.

Goody. Goody.

Oh, my God.

Oh!

Hey, I saw that.

What? She looked at me.

I wasn't doing anything.

Need I remind you

that I gave you

- the best years of my life?

- Best years of my life.

Yeah, and I'm not talking

five, 10 years here.

We're talking infinity.

Do you have any idea

what that's like?

I'm starting to get an idea.

All right, Goody. Watch this.

Too frightening.

Is it too frightening?

Bleh!

Well, you got

Grandpa that time.