Ambrogio: The First Vampire (2025) Movie Script
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(birds singing)
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Oh, apologies
for startling you
on this beautiful evening.
It was not my aim.
It's okay.
Your (chuckles), your outfit.
I mean (chuckles),
wow. Looks really good.
Oh this old thing.
I've donned this
for quite some time.
That's nice.
I'm gonna go inside for dinner.
I do not seek
dinner, but a home.
Yours caught my eye.
It's quite fascinating.
I'm sorry, Mister?
Ah, my name is Ambrogio.
Buona sera.
Ambrogio, John.
Eh, a human custom
I have yet to fathom.
I'm sorry, Mr. Ambrogio,
but this house has been
in my family for
three generations.
It's priceless to me.
I understand, friend.
Sentimental value carries
weight in gold, but.
I do not carry gold, so
paper must suffice.
Earnest money, if you will,
to back my best intentions.
But if your sentiment remains...
Wait, whoa, whoa.
Um, on second thought, uh,
would you like to
see the inside?
You know, before any
fast decisions are made.
Oh, a tour.
I would be happy to.
The house was built
in the late 1800s,
architectural components
from that era.
I am familiar
with these designs.
My search has left me
disappointed, until now.
An easy decision, methinks.
On second thought, I don't
I can do it, Mr. Ambrogio.
Hm.
You were right about
the sentimental value.
The weight is just too much.
My boundless memories
outweigh your offer.
I'm sorry.
Hm.
Your memories?
The memories of a
mortal fall to eternity.
Candies and cakes.
I'm sorry, what? What the?
(Ambrogio laughing)
(laughter continues)
Veni.
Vidi.
Vici.
(John grunting)
(dramatic music)
(Ambrogio laughing)
Roland!
It took you long
enough, old friend.
My lord, I see
dinner's already begun.
(chuckles) Astute as always.
Please, take my dinner
to be my new bedroom.
I believe he said it was
upstairs and to the right.
Upstairs?
Might need a little help.
At last, home sweet home.
(hand thumping)
[Ambrogio] I have roamed
the Earth for a millennia.
Time, it seems,
teaches well and harsh
amidst our many mistakes.
Alignment with a
traitor was my first.
The politician Marcus
Brutus tasked me,
a humble military
tribune, with a quest.
His order?
To shed my armor and journey
to Greece as an emissary.
There I would visit the
Oracle of Delphi for guidance
on the trials
confronting of Rome.
Devoted to cause and
country, I answered the call
for this future assassin
of Julius Caesar.
What drove me? A
hope for my homeland.
A mission for my people.
A wish to quench shadowy
whispers of civil war,
akin to smoldering embers
in a parched wheat field.
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The Oracle sat in the temple
of Apollo, the sun god.
As I approached,
she raised her hand
and I stopped to hear her words.
The blood,
the moon,
the blood will run.
[Ambrogio] Hope left my body
and flew as a selfish crow.
I turned away, defeat.
Dread joined me as both
companion and curse
along the journey home.
When my mind and heart
had turned their blackest,
I saw her.
Selene.
While picking berries,
her eyes turned
to me and she smiled.
Through our gaze as
we knew each other.
Drawing closer, each
enamored with the other,
we embraced in a kiss.
The Oracle had promised
death, but in her lips,
Selene promised life.
But gods despise human promises.
For Selene had another suitor,
the sun god Apollo.
For her amorous refusals,
he drew us to a nexus point,
a place on Earth where
gods and humanity
may meet in physical form.
There, he punished us.
[Sarah] Condemned to
forever roam the night,
Ambrogio could no longer
be touched by the light
of the sun for fear of death.
Hades, the king of the
underworld, became intrigued.
When Hades found the cursed
man, he neared death.
Though Hades could
not lift the curse,
he offered Ambrogio immortality
for exchange of his soul.
Out of his desperation,
no, despair.
Out of his despair,
Ambrosio agreed,
and Hades fulfilled
his promise gladly.
The goddess Artemis,
sister of Apollo,
knew this deed to be
unnaturally cruel,
so she sought out Ambrogio
to teach him one lesson.
Survival.
He learned to live on the
animal carcasses in moonlight.
But on that blood he
did more than survive.
Supernatural abilities grew.
Speed, accelerated healing,
the strength of Heracles.
Blood flowed freely
from his mouth
as he fed under moonlight.
The Oracle's prophecy, as
always, had been fulfilled.
The blood.
The moon.
The blood will run.
[Paul] Christ, Sarah,
can you at least clean up
after yourself when
you're studying over here?
Sorry, hon, I'll clean
up as soon as I'm finished.
[Paul] For my
sanity, you'd better.
I can't have it like this
before this weekend's
business trip.
Business trip?
What about our beach plans?
There's no beaches in Vegas.
Vegas? I've never been.
Yeah, well, the
partners set it up
for the team to network.
No plus ones allowed.
Hey, look, poker and
slots aren't exactly
on the menu, all right?
It's just a bunch a
meetings with maybe
a borderline decent
shrimp cocktail.
It's not exactly like
there's time for fun.
I guess that means
no time for me either.
Look, I'm already working my
ass off to make it up to CFO.
Once that happens, then...
Then what?
Then you'll actually
start to think
about what makes me happy?
(Paul sighing)
(hand smacking)
What did I tell you
about interrupting?
Never interrupt.
Good.
You know, maybe if you weren't
so busy studying the past
you'd realize how good you
have it in the present.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Don't get smart with me.
(soft music)
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My lord, why are you awake?
It has been far too
long since I've taken
a daytime stroll,
don't you think?
But if you go
outside, you'll burn.
Yes, yes, I will burn,
without hope of saving.
But, but,
what if a hope,
as such, existed.
The ring of Apollo.
Where did you get this?
In Greece, some time ago.
Long before our association.
While the Pythian Games
held Apollo's gaze,
I stole it from his temple.
I can still sense some old
magic. The magic of a god.
Why would you wait
till now to use it?
(Ambrogio sighing)
Fear, that he might find me
and kill me once I wear it.
But do you know what
I've come to realize?
I fear life as much as death.
So I will live, even
if death finds me.
Master, I can
only imagine a life
separated from your beloved,
unable to day walk.
What if it doesn't work?
(Ambrogio exhaling)
(soft music)
Then Hades will see an old
friend sooner than anticipated.
(soft music)
(upbeat gentle music)
(birds singing)
Oh, my lord, you
walk in the day!
Not yet, but I will.
Roland, please look after
the place while I'm gone.
I shall be back shortly.
Master, take this with you,
just in case of emergency.
Technology and
I don't get along.
I'll be fine, old friend.
(light upbeat music)
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(Ambrogio laughing)
Enjoy the sunlight!
(Ambrogio laughing)
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(birds singing)
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I know you.
(birds singing)
(coughs) Hey, Professor
Rubin, I, I'm really sorry.
(Sarah coughing)
I have strep, and.
And I won't be able
to make it to class today.
Yeah.
(coughs) I'll be all right.
Yeah, no, thank
you. Okay, bye-bye.
(birds singing)
(knocking on glass)
May I help you?
Hello, my name is Sarah.
I'm a student writing
an historical paper
about late 1800s architecture.
I, I came across this house
online, seeing it was...
I'm sorry, but the owner
must decide your interview.
Not I.
Of course.
Was that him entering
a few minutes ago?
I, figured that was him,
so I know he's home.
And if he's not well?
Is he not well?
Why don't I go
fetch him and see?
May I come in?
You may.
Just don't wander about.
Just cleaned the place.
(knocking on door)
My lord?
Remind to never look directly
into the sunlight, Roland.
That rule applies to
humans and vampires alike.
Is that so?
Your house has a visitor,
and she desires a tour.
Something about being a student
of the late 1800s architecture.
Hm, really?
Fascinating.
Are you well enough?
For the call of a woman?
The sun must try
harder to stop me.
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Young miss.
I said no wondering.
Oh (laughs).
Yes.
Sorry.
(suspenseful music)
Uh.
Roland, you may
continue to your work.
I shall see to her needs.
(soft music)
Buon Pomeriggio.
My name is Ambrogio.
To whom do I owe the pleasure?
Sarah, Sarah Appollos.
You can let my hand go now.
Sorry, a custom
I'm not very good at.
Shaking hands?
Apollos, is that
by chance Greek?
It is. My family is Greek.
Hm.
My history with
the Greeks is, uh,
intriguing.
You'll have to
tell me about it.
That's actually why I'm here.
I love history.
Hm.
Certainly.
I'm writing a paper for class,
and I've love to know more
about you and the
nature of this house.
I plan to be a historian
and a university professor.
Hm.
So, you are obviously Italian.
Si, molto bene.
Oh, thank you.
You speak the language?
I speak many languages,
some better than others.
Hm.
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
Hm.
Love then is not to blame,
nor your beauty, harshness.
Nor fortune, nor great
disdain for my mischance.
(chuckles) Nor
destiny, nor fate.
Oh, bravo.
(both laughing)
So, how old are
you, Master Ambrogio?
Hm, take a guess.
Mm, I'd say, roughly late 20s.
Maybe 27?
Try 27 hundred (laughs)!
(both laughing)
(speaks Italian) I
have very few guests,
so I must make fun when I can.
Oh, I understand.
It's nice to take a
load off sometimes.
Mm.
Your studies have been
stressful, no doubt.
No doubt stressful
is an understatement.
But, I'll just have
to push through.
Mm.
Were does this drive
for knowledge originate?
To learn the history of the
world, or to reveal your own?
What do you mean?
From my own experience, when
someone is drawn to history,
they seek to reveal the
mystery of their own lives,
to learn the truth
of their history.
I sense the same thing in you.
Your past, and your present,
are intertwined somehow.
Wasn't I supposed to be
interviewing you here, young man?
My mistake, please continue.
How exactly did you
come about this house?
I, uh, was acquainted
by the previous owner.
He couldn't refuse
my opening bid.
It ended very quickly.
Well, it is a lovely home.
Mm.
A little dark, I
must say (chuckles).
I am a night person.
In fact, I often
sleep during the day.
You do seem like
a night person.
Actually, that reminds me,
there was something else
I wanted to ask you about.
So obviously, I love this
house. It's beautiful.
The architecture,
so is the darkness
more of an aesthetic choice?
You are just like her.
Like who?
Uh, no one, uh, uh.
Sorry, I must cut
this interview short.
I have an urgent appointment.
Oh, okay.
Uh, well, if you ever want to
continue this conversation,
here is my number.
(paper tearing)
(light upbeat music)
I shall keep this close
to my heart and mind. Grazi.
(light upbeat music)
(Sarah exhaling)
(light upbeat music)
(exhales) 27 years old?
I don't think so.
(birds singing)
Who the hell are you?
(footsteps padding)
The supply dwindles, my lord.
I'm in a never-ending
loop, aren't I, Roland?
Sir?
A cycle, feeding on
people and their blood.
Followed by the
inevitable revelations.
I can see it now.
The angry mob.
Soon, they will gather once more
and I will be forced to move on.
The world changes,
but my part in it
remains constant.
Earlier centuries were simpler.
There were no
surveillance or
smartphones or satellites.
Existence was, unhindered.
Sir, if I may,
if you seek out an end
to your immortality,
why not seek out Apollo?
With your Selene now
dead for a millennia,
maybe his grudge has waned.
That would then subvert
your bargain with Hades.
Nullification of my deal with
the king of the underworld?
If Apollo's grudge
falls first, yes.
I assure you, the
grudges of the gods
exceeds the minds and
lives of mortal men.
As I was saying,
if I shall die one day,
I know my endpoint.
My aversion to the underworld
cannot be overstated.
Your destination
is not assured.
Really?
Why don't we ask the ones
I've killed to survive?
Oh, that's right, we can't.
Because I, killed them.
Or maybe we should ask
the ones that have
received my curse,
or the many who received
my curse secondhand.
No.
The line to be transported
to the River Styx is endless.
But I assure you,
I am at the front.
We all face trials, my lord,
but it's in those
challenging moments
where we rise to
something greater.
Maybe something even
beyond ourselves.
The grace of others
is like a whisper
compared to the shouts
of our own self-hate.
(upbeat rock music)
(muffled rock music)
Seriously?
(Samantha sighing)
[Dracula] You require
assistance, my lady?
Nice costume. I'm fine.
Freak.
(air whooshing)
[Dracula] Why
refuse my kind offer?
Realize my mercy.
Look into my eyes.
There you are.
Come with me, my dear.
I have such sights to show.
(upbeat music)
[Aston] K, then, I'm looking
forward to seeing you again
and everybody,
it's been a minute.
Oh, that would be great, dear.
Oh, what, what the hell?
[Aston] Hold on, wait, what?
Is that a girl?
Oh my God. I think...
I think she's drunk.
(body thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Oh my God.
What the hell?
(suspenseful music)
(music stops)
Sarah.
Sarah.
I'm glad you came today.
I have been wanting to show
you this family heirloom.
This necklace belonged
to a very special woman.
As a historian in training,
I thought you might like it.
(no audio)
Well it's clearly ancient.
Definitely Greek in origin.
This image bears the likeness
of Alexander the Great.
I couldn't put an exact
date on it, though.
I already know everything
about this necklace.
It has been dated back
to the fourth century BC.
I believe you missed my meaning.
You said you wanted me to
look at it as a historian.
I said you might like it.
What?
This, this necklace is
thousands of years old.
I don't even think I should
be handling it without gloves.
I-it belongs in a museum.
It's mine to do
with what I want.
It should be around your neck.
(gentle music)
Do you like it?
It's beautiful.
You are just like her.
Did you say something?
Yes, you should have it.
Oh, no, Ambrogio, I can't.
I insist.
You'll find much
more meaning than I.
(gentle music)
Sarah, what troubles you?
I haven't gotten something
nice in a really long time.
Hm.
(gentle music)
If I may.
(gentle music)
(lips smacking)
I have always thought
you were beautiful.
(gentle music)
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(lips smacking)
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(Ambrogio gasping)
Are you okay?
(Ambrogio breathing hard)
I'm fine.
It's just
the past has a way of
finding me.
Are you sure you're all right?
I am now.
(Sarah laughing)
(Ambrogio laughing)
Oh my God, it's so late.
I have to go. He's
gonna kill me.
[Ambrogio] Who?
Such an idiot.
Why did I do this?
What is it, Sarah?
I...
I'm already seeing someone.
And yet you say
he will kill you?
No decent man would
harm an angel.
His name is Paul.
We met years ago.
(sighs) He was
kind to me then.
(sighs) Funny.
Like, the driest of dry humor.
Charming.
(gentle music)
(sighs) But this past
year he's been...
(gentle music)
(Sarah crying)
You don't need to
say anything else.
(gentle music)
You do what you must.
But know that I'm
here when you need me.
If he shall harm you again,
he will pay.
(gentle music)
(lips smacking)
(soft music)
(birds singing)
I suppose Miss Apollos
will be staying the night?
Intrusively astute
as always, Roland.
Age and shrewdness
are often allies.
(Ambrogio chuckling)
(birds singing)
Have I ever told
you about a certain.
Transylvanian count
I turned once?
Oh, I don't know, you
might a mentioned him
once or twice in conversation.
Another asset of the elderly,
repeating themselves.
(birds singing)
Though if memory serves, you
were sure you destroyed him.
I thought so.
I've had dreams recently.
They felt so real that
I sense his presence
closer than in over a century.
Are you certain?
I hope not.
(door closing)
(gentle piano music)
[Paul] You normally
get home before me.
Sorry, hon, I guess I just
had to clear my head today.
Clear your head, huh?
For how long? I mean, I've
been calling you for hours.
I'm sorry. My phone
died a while ago.
I must a lost track of time.
Here now, aren't I?
Yeah.
Yeah, you are.
(tongue clicking)
Where'd you get this from?
Nowhere, it's a
family heirloom.
Bullshit, you've never worn
anything like this, ever!
Get off me!
(hand slapping)
(Paul breathing hard)
I'm sorry, I...
(fist punching)
(both screaming)
Give it me. Give
it to me, whore!
(hand slapping)
No!
(Sarah shrieking)
(Sarah choking)
(Paul grunting)
(Sarah gasping)
(Sarah breathing hard)
(Sarah crying)
(door slamming)
(Sarah crying)
(footsteps padding)
(glass sliding)
Rough night, my good lad?
Fuck off.
Such ill will for
a man you know not.
Look, wacko, now I'm in
no fucking mood, all right?
Ah.
But, if I depart, then how
can I help you with Sarah?
What the fuck
did you just say?
Sarah, the woman
of your thoughts.
Who are you?
My names are many.
Vlad, Alucard, Nosferatu.
But the one the mortals
fear the most remains.
Count Dracula.
(muffled music)
(Paul scoffing)
(Dracula laughing)
Maybe I am playing games, Paul.
Hey, how do you know my name?
Or maybe it's magic.
Your brain lacks
discipline, my boy.
(air whooshing)
Gaze into my eyes.
What do you see?
I said, gaze!
I see
power.
More than you know.
And it could have been yours.
But, I am famished.
(dramatic crescendo)
(body thudding)
Just an appetizer.
And now, the main course.
(Hades laughing maniacally)
(laughter continues)
Reveal yourself, devil.
I fear not.
(soft suspenseful music)
It's been a long time, Count.
Indeed it has, Hades.
(soft suspenseful music)
I suppose I never thanked you
for rescuing me all
those many years ago.
Mm.
That particular attacker had
been a thorn in our sides.
Ambrogio.
Italian pig.
That man you
put on the ground,
he knows that's somewhere
very close to him.
The one called Sarah,
she knows Ambrogio?
Indeed.
Maybe we could use him and
her to lure Ambrogio to you.
Interested?
Hm?
(soft music)
(Hades laughing)
(Sarah sighing)
Mm.
Mm.
I see you hate my spaghetti.
Can I make you something else?
Oh no, the
spaghetti's perfect.
You really got that Old
World Italian flavor down.
Oh.
A joke (laughs). I see.
You made a joke.
I'm sorry, it's just,
I haven't eaten all day
and it's just so great and
the wine is so great too.
And it's just, everything is...
(Sarah sighing)
It's great.
Thank you.
And I'm sure Roland appreciates
having the night off.
May he sleep soundly
upstairs until dawn.
(soft music)
Well,
time to clean.
(soft music)
Thank you for this, Ambrogio.
Prego.
For everything.
For letting me stay here
while I get myself straight,
away from Paul and all his...
(gentle music)
Well, it was, you know,
always like walking
on eggshells around him.
I could never really relax.
True.
Here, you will heal.
I'm certain of it.
Anyways, it has been
ages since I've made
a home-cooked meal for someone.
I can think of no other I would
prefer to give my spaghetti.
How about Roland?
Celiac.
(Sarah laughing)
(soft music)
Well, I'll get this, and
you go wash your hands.
You're gonna need them.
(soft suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
Paul, how did you
find me (shrieks)?
(Sarah shrieking)
(soft suspenseful music)
What was that?
(soft suspenseful music)
Sarah?
Sarah!
Roland, awaken.
My lord?
He has taken her.
Who? Where?
This Paul fellow
she told me about.
(dramatic music)
To a nexus point.
At the field by the old barn.
That's pretty
specific for a mortal.
Treachery is afoot.
I must go quickly.
Wait! Don't go without backup.
(doors creaking)
(soft music)
I knew you were
behind this, Alucard.
Then you should not have come.
You will not touch her again.
Human.
That's where you're wrong.
You know, I can see
why she likes you.
The power.
(Sarah sighing)
Feels good.
Godlike even.
(Sarah crying)
It also makes for,
vigorous lovemaking too.
Doesn't it, Sarah?
(Sarah crying)
But you're not the
only vampire here.
(suspenseful music)
Take him.
(arms whooshing)
(fist striking)
(intense dramatic music)
(Paul groaning)
(body thudding)
Bravo, old friend.
[Ambrogio] If
you wanted me dead,
this was a terrible plan.
This was always the plan.
(flesh tearing)
(Sarah groaning)
(body thudding)
(intense dramatic music)
(Ambrosio grunting)
(bones cracking)
(Dracula groaning)
She tastes wonderful.
It seems she carries
blood of the old gods.
I suppose she will turn.
(bones cracking)
(Dracula grunting)
Not by your hand, but by mine.
You might even have to kill her.
(gun firing twice)
Sorry I'm late. Atlanta
traffic's a bitch.
You are outnumbered, Alucard.
I am everything you made
me, and I am shameless.
Disgrace will not
find your lover,
under the curse of Apollo.
This world belongs to us.
This world belongs to them.
Sir, the sun.
The blood will run.
I may die in the sun, but
your suffering will continue
in the moonlight.
(air whooshing)
(dramatic music)
Usually, I'm a better shot.
We must make it
before she turns.
(intense dramatic music)
Roland.
(soft suspenseful music)
You're doing great.
The change will be
the toughest thing
you will ever
experience this life.
I'm here with you
every step of the way.
She's getting cold, quickly.
(Sarah moaning)
These, these visions
you're seeing are not real.
They're merely alternate paths
your life could have
taken but didn't.
(Sarah breathing shakily)
Is that better?
I see one.
And it's good.
I'm teaching a college
class on history.
Yes, that's good.
Focus on those. It'll help
you through the night.
I'm telling them about you.
(Ambrogio chuckling)
(Sarah screaming and crying)
It's okay. It's okay.
I too went through the change.
This temporary pain allows
a stronger emergence
on the other side.
(soft music)
Focus on me.
I can't believe
this is happening.
When I was first turned into
a vampire, I was near death.
I could no longer
consume regular food.
It took me years to adapt.
Instead, I hunted animals,
to help my craving
for human flesh.
Under the guidance of Artemis,
I was granted the
gift of survival.
And I will give the
same gift to you.
I'm so scared (cries).
Fear can be our friend in
the most challenging journey.
It can help us focus not on it,
but on the ones
that we care about.
I assure you,
fear is not yours alone.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(Sarah yawning)
(Sarah sighing)
I am hungry.
(chuckles) Probably
hungry for something
more than cereal, right?
(chuckles) The desire
is strong, isn't it?
Here.
Drink this.
This will ease your hunger.
(liquid pouring)
I suppose I
already know the wine
isn't the wine?
You can smell it, can't you?
Easy, easy, easy.
We must
keep our instincts
under control.
You must only drink
from the glass,
or soon you will
crave human flesh.
Ambrogio remains a menace,
but we have weakened him.
Taking this new love
of his and twisting it
was a master stroke.
Still, I agree.
He remains a thorn in our
sides. His assistant as well.
He nearly ended you.
He would like to think so.
I'm sure you'll agree that
Ambrosio's death must be
meaningful.
(Dracula chuckling)
(sighs) I must admit
I grow tired of games,
when I could merely end his
miserable being with one swoop.
His assistant as well, Roland.
I always taught
you patience, Count.
What do I always say?
In eternity...
In eternity the rewards of
patience are immeasurable.
Correct.
I have a suggestion.
I'm listening.
I have been known to
turn some human lives.
Not in the same fashion as my
vampire friends, of course,
but with my own abilities.
I know some that
may be ensnared.
Given some false information,
I'm sure they will
track down Ambrogio's
companion and end him.
For revenge?
No,
for sport.
(soft suspenseful music)
My king, your wisdom
is like a welcomed
visitor in my mind.
One by one, we will
strip away everything
this Italian pig holds dear.
Only then, when his
suffering is complete,
will I end him.
No.
Only then
will we end him.
(Hades laughing)
(glasses clinking)
(soft tense music)
So that's the guy over there?
Yeah, that's him.
The way I heard it, he beat
the shit outta some kids
in Louisiana and got off.
After that, he moved here
and changed his name.
Your law enforcement
contact is sure?
Yes.
His mugshot matches
and everything.
Perverted freak.
What are we waiting on?
I say we go get this guy.
(suspenseful music)
(car beeping)
(soft suspenseful music)
You guys picked
the wrong guy to rob.
This aint robbery, you freak.
You owe the world a debt.
(both grunting)
(intense dramatic music)
(blow striking)
I don't know what this about,
but I've got a lot
of powerful friends.
(dramatic music)
Trust me, guys. I
didn't see that coming.
Jesus, we said no guns!
Relax.
Put that shit away. I wanna
do him the old-fashioned way.
(blows striking)
(Roland groaning)
(dramatic music)
(fire crackling)
Can it be reversed? Can
I ever be human again?
(soft music)
If I could turn
you back, I would.
But no.
I have been told this
path is fixed by the gods.
I'm sorry to say.
(fire crackling)
(Roland groaning)
(Ambrogio gasping)
What's wrong?
(Ambrogio breathing hard)
The one who bit you
gleamed into my mind just now.
How?
This has happened before.
What happened?
Where's Roland?
Stay here.
I must go find him.
I'll be back soon.
(air whooshing)
(soft suspenseful music)
Another loss
for poor Ambrogio.
I do not know how
much more he can bear.
It was you.
I assure you, it was not.
Your servant's
veins remain filled.
By all I have in me, I swear,
tonight will be your last.
I would like to see you try.
Gentlemen, please.
The Count speaks the truth.
He may be my servant, but
I still revel in a little
of human on human violence
from time to time.
What did you do?
Oh, so tiring, Ambrogio.
Using their nature against them.
Hm.
Maybe not tiring.
More simplistic.
Anyway, it's so mundane
after so many millennia.
Where are these
humans you used?
Who cares about the
humans other than you?
Someone must pay for this.
They will continue
to pay for your transgressions.
It may continue the same way.
You and my servant
and all your progeny
filling the hall with
souls from wall to wall.
The earth will flood
with night walkers.
Unless...
Unless what?
Let's be honest, I
have plenty of souls.
What I want, what I
crave is entertainment!
You bore me, Ambrosio.
In all of those
centuries sulking over
lost love (laughs).
You seek to reset the curse.
Hm.
You couldn't control me,
so you want to control him.
Start over.
Bravo, bravo.
Molto bene, maiale.
The death of all
vampires will require
the counsel of Apollo.
Or, Dracula could go and
end each and every one.
After all, I know
where they all live.
Sarah?
Yes, your love.
I promise to advocate for her
to Apollo.
There is hope Apollo can
return her to her human form?
Mm, yes.
But you must do
something for me first.
You must stand in this nexus
field in three days' time,
in the light of day, while
she watches you burn.
(Hades and Dracula laughing)
A wise and evil king.
Mm.
Come, Dracula.
We shall begin the
purge in Canada,
until we seek Apollo.
And we shall leave Ambrogio's
love for last (laughs).
(Hades and Dracula laughing)
(soft music)
Roland was a
historian, you know,
a young PhD on the fringes
of his field when we met.
He sought me out,
just as you did,
for a deeper knowledge
of the myths of our time.
He was craving the
truth of my origins
so that he could pass them on.
I suppose there are plenty
of fools, seeking truth.
Thinking that
others will believe.
Just like me.
Not as many fools
who trade in lies.
But you are no fool, my
love. Truth will always rise.
I never thought the
vampire myths were real,
only based in fear.
History has lied.
It has not been fully discerned,
thus your career choice.
Why didn't you turn him?
(gentle music)
(sighs) Roland was
someone who wanted
to seek the man Ambrogio,
not the monster.
He saw value in history,
and understanding.
Even in the darkest nights.
(sighs) He saw the humanity
that was taken from me
and tempered the rage
that filled the void.
(gentle music)
In ancient Greece, the
dead were buried with
coins under their tongues.
This was meant to pay
the ferryman Charon
to carry their souls
across the River Styx
and into the afterlife
for judgment.
But you already knew that.
Yes, but I still like
to hear you say it.
(gentle sad music)
May these riches
pass with you.
And the judges of the underworld
give you favor.
(soft sad music)
(Ambrogio sighing)
Before we bury him,
there is something
I must tell you, Sarah.
(Ambrogio sighing)
But I don't want to
give you false hope.
What is it?
Hades has laid an
offer at my feet,
to advocate for you to Apollo.
The Hades?
As in the king of
the underworld?
Why would he do that?
He's on a mission,
to rid the world of all vampires
except for his one
true servant, Dracula.
But, that would mean...
Hades will need an
audience with Apollo.
I asked him to spare you and
to make you a human once more.
You said only
Dracula would remain.
I've seemed more of this world
than I could have ever hoped.
You have a future. I do not.
If this evil being
can advocate to Apollo,
surely you can as well.
(gentle music)
I have always
feared facing him,
knowing the grudges of gods.
(soft music)
What I see
is not fear.
But regret.
You have to try,
or else you'll never know.
(gentle music)
I could take this
ring to the nexus field
and use it as amulet
to summon Apollo.
Maybe if I offer it back
along with information
on the plans of
Hades, maybe then.
Maybe.
But you have to
ask for both of us.
Forgiveness for you,
and favor for me.
To return us to
our mortal forms.
Will you do that?
(gentle music)
Roland once told
me to seek mercy.
Maybe now
it's worth the risk.
(birds chirping)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(lightning striking)
I'd strike you
down where you stand
if I thought that
would do any good.
(birds chirping)
Hello, dear, what
brings you out here today?
I have already
spoken to the Oracle,
and the answer is
always the same.
The blood, the moon.
The blood will run.
Years ago, my brother's jealousy
caused immeasurable pain to
you and those who would follow.
For his actions,
I am truly sorry.
But the curse is irreversible.
(birds singing)
Hades wants to turn
all night walker souls
to their human form, making
them mortal once more.
Except for me and
his servant Dracula.
He then will demand that I
burn at sunrise in
front of my love.
With my planning and
my brother's cooperation,
I have formulated a
plan that requires
more than your hunting skills.
You must trust me.
With my life, huntress.
Classical music
is my favorite.
It carries like dandelion seeds,
bringing joy wherever it lands.
Dandelions are invasive weeds.
And yet children
still play with them.
They blow air, giggling
as the seeds fly.
They only see the beauty.
There's a part of the mind
that enjoys the wandering.
To seek out beauty,
ignore the consequences.
After a while, we lose
that sense of wonder.
Imagine how I feel having
lived 30 lifetimes.
I lost hope that I could
find a measure of joy.
Until I met you.
(lips smacking)
And now it could all be undone.
Why?
I sought out Apollo.
Okay,
what did he say?
The plan is in motion, to
return you to your human form,
although I cannot guarantee it.
Okay, great.
What about you?
(Ambrogio exhaling)
That's what I've
been trying to say.
This so-called world
has drawn me thin.
You know this. I can no
longer abide in this state.
I can only imagine.
And a day may come
where I will understand.
But can you not stay
with me until then?
(soft music)
Am I not enough?
(soft music)
Would it be
easier if I said no?
It would if you meant it.
But you don't.
Yes.
I would stay if it
secured your happiness.
But I've also lived long enough
to know that it will not.
(soft music)
So you are only good
at saving everyone else.
Maybe.
But for once,
I'm okay way with it.
Because I know you might live.
(soft dramatic music)
[Ambrogio] Don't
be afraid, my love.
Will the transformation
be painful?
I don't know. It
has never been done.
We are gathered, as
a sign of commitment
to the arrangement
between Ambrogio,
the first vampire, and Hades,
king of the underworld,
his own self-proclaimed title.
First matter of business.
My ring.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
Very good.
Now for your part
of the deal, Hades.
(air whooshing)
(body thudding)
Sarah!
If you have killed her...
What, boy? What will you do?
Regardless, check again.
Sarah?
Ow, my head.
(soft music)
I am hungry.
Blood?
(Sarah laughing)
Let me help you.
(soft music)
A touching moment. Just
bite her again already.
Silence!
You prince of nothing.
Have you done your part?
I have.
I swear to Apollo
that you and my servant
shall be the only
remaining night walkers.
It is finished.
Almost over, Ambrogio.
Now, it's your time to shine.
I bid you farewell.
Dracula, I never
apologized for turning you
all those years ago.
I felt I didn't have a choice.
Now you can understand
the need to feed, deep inside.
I never meant to harm you.
Harm?
I love being me.
And now I get to make
everyone a little bit like me.
(crickets chirping)
So don't spend your
last moments worrying.
I'll enjoy being the
new first vampire.
I should really be thanking you.
Cultured humans
often shake hands
in these moments, despite
their past disagreements.
Although I never
quite understood why.
It's to show you have
no weapon in your hand.
Well, having never
done it properly,
I'd like to do it just once,
before we part forever.
You win.
Well fought.
(soft dramatic music)
(crickets chirping)
Farewell (spits), pig!
Farewell, devil.
You can let go now.
Come now,
Ambrosio, let him go.
The sun is rising.
Let him go!
(arrow whooshing)
(arrows whooshing)
May the beating heart
of hell consume you!
You first.
(arrow whooshing)
(Hades groaning)
(Dracula groaning)
(Dracula screaming)
I am here for you.
Just keep your eyes on me!
(Dracula whimpering)
(dramatic music)
Arrivederci, diavolo.
(dramatic music)
(Dracula screaming)
(soft music)
(Sarah clearing throat)
As I was saying, ancient
and Greek mythology contains
several precursors to the
modern concept of vampires
now popularized in our
movies and literature.
These blood drinkers were not
actually considered undead.
Contrary to that, the people
of the day thought them
to be very much
alive in the form
of demonic entities and spirits.
In fact, our modern
vampire myths originated
in the verbal traditions
of 18th century
southeastern Europe, an
area known as Transylvania.
These stories began...
[Ambrogio Jr.] Mommy, Mommy!
Sorry, class, one minute.
What is it, little one?
I saw a spider.
You did?
Well, you know, spiders are
good. They eat other bugs.
Oh, okay.
It's all right to
be afraid, though.
Really?
Yeah.
You just have to find
the courage to play
knowing the spider's
still there.
Well, everyone, now
that you've seen him,
I suppose I should
introduce you to my son.
This is Ambrogio Junior.
Say bye, Ambrogio.
Bye, Ambrogio.
(Sarah chuckling)
(gentle music)
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(soft dramatic music)
(gentle piano music)
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(birds singing)
(gentle piano music)
Oh, apologies
for startling you
on this beautiful evening.
It was not my aim.
It's okay.
Your (chuckles), your outfit.
I mean (chuckles),
wow. Looks really good.
Oh this old thing.
I've donned this
for quite some time.
That's nice.
I'm gonna go inside for dinner.
I do not seek
dinner, but a home.
Yours caught my eye.
It's quite fascinating.
I'm sorry, Mister?
Ah, my name is Ambrogio.
Buona sera.
Ambrogio, John.
Eh, a human custom
I have yet to fathom.
I'm sorry, Mr. Ambrogio,
but this house has been
in my family for
three generations.
It's priceless to me.
I understand, friend.
Sentimental value carries
weight in gold, but.
I do not carry gold, so
paper must suffice.
Earnest money, if you will,
to back my best intentions.
But if your sentiment remains...
Wait, whoa, whoa.
Um, on second thought, uh,
would you like to
see the inside?
You know, before any
fast decisions are made.
Oh, a tour.
I would be happy to.
The house was built
in the late 1800s,
architectural components
from that era.
I am familiar
with these designs.
My search has left me
disappointed, until now.
An easy decision, methinks.
On second thought, I don't
I can do it, Mr. Ambrogio.
Hm.
You were right about
the sentimental value.
The weight is just too much.
My boundless memories
outweigh your offer.
I'm sorry.
Hm.
Your memories?
The memories of a
mortal fall to eternity.
Candies and cakes.
I'm sorry, what? What the?
(Ambrogio laughing)
(laughter continues)
Veni.
Vidi.
Vici.
(John grunting)
(dramatic music)
(Ambrogio laughing)
Roland!
It took you long
enough, old friend.
My lord, I see
dinner's already begun.
(chuckles) Astute as always.
Please, take my dinner
to be my new bedroom.
I believe he said it was
upstairs and to the right.
Upstairs?
Might need a little help.
At last, home sweet home.
(hand thumping)
[Ambrogio] I have roamed
the Earth for a millennia.
Time, it seems,
teaches well and harsh
amidst our many mistakes.
Alignment with a
traitor was my first.
The politician Marcus
Brutus tasked me,
a humble military
tribune, with a quest.
His order?
To shed my armor and journey
to Greece as an emissary.
There I would visit the
Oracle of Delphi for guidance
on the trials
confronting of Rome.
Devoted to cause and
country, I answered the call
for this future assassin
of Julius Caesar.
What drove me? A
hope for my homeland.
A mission for my people.
A wish to quench shadowy
whispers of civil war,
akin to smoldering embers
in a parched wheat field.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music continues)
The Oracle sat in the temple
of Apollo, the sun god.
As I approached,
she raised her hand
and I stopped to hear her words.
The blood,
the moon,
the blood will run.
[Ambrogio] Hope left my body
and flew as a selfish crow.
I turned away, defeat.
Dread joined me as both
companion and curse
along the journey home.
When my mind and heart
had turned their blackest,
I saw her.
Selene.
While picking berries,
her eyes turned
to me and she smiled.
Through our gaze as
we knew each other.
Drawing closer, each
enamored with the other,
we embraced in a kiss.
The Oracle had promised
death, but in her lips,
Selene promised life.
But gods despise human promises.
For Selene had another suitor,
the sun god Apollo.
For her amorous refusals,
he drew us to a nexus point,
a place on Earth where
gods and humanity
may meet in physical form.
There, he punished us.
[Sarah] Condemned to
forever roam the night,
Ambrogio could no longer
be touched by the light
of the sun for fear of death.
Hades, the king of the
underworld, became intrigued.
When Hades found the cursed
man, he neared death.
Though Hades could
not lift the curse,
he offered Ambrogio immortality
for exchange of his soul.
Out of his desperation,
no, despair.
Out of his despair,
Ambrosio agreed,
and Hades fulfilled
his promise gladly.
The goddess Artemis,
sister of Apollo,
knew this deed to be
unnaturally cruel,
so she sought out Ambrogio
to teach him one lesson.
Survival.
He learned to live on the
animal carcasses in moonlight.
But on that blood he
did more than survive.
Supernatural abilities grew.
Speed, accelerated healing,
the strength of Heracles.
Blood flowed freely
from his mouth
as he fed under moonlight.
The Oracle's prophecy, as
always, had been fulfilled.
The blood.
The moon.
The blood will run.
[Paul] Christ, Sarah,
can you at least clean up
after yourself when
you're studying over here?
Sorry, hon, I'll clean
up as soon as I'm finished.
[Paul] For my
sanity, you'd better.
I can't have it like this
before this weekend's
business trip.
Business trip?
What about our beach plans?
There's no beaches in Vegas.
Vegas? I've never been.
Yeah, well, the
partners set it up
for the team to network.
No plus ones allowed.
Hey, look, poker and
slots aren't exactly
on the menu, all right?
It's just a bunch a
meetings with maybe
a borderline decent
shrimp cocktail.
It's not exactly like
there's time for fun.
I guess that means
no time for me either.
Look, I'm already working my
ass off to make it up to CFO.
Once that happens, then...
Then what?
Then you'll actually
start to think
about what makes me happy?
(Paul sighing)
(hand smacking)
What did I tell you
about interrupting?
Never interrupt.
Good.
You know, maybe if you weren't
so busy studying the past
you'd realize how good you
have it in the present.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Don't get smart with me.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
My lord, why are you awake?
It has been far too
long since I've taken
a daytime stroll,
don't you think?
But if you go
outside, you'll burn.
Yes, yes, I will burn,
without hope of saving.
But, but,
what if a hope,
as such, existed.
The ring of Apollo.
Where did you get this?
In Greece, some time ago.
Long before our association.
While the Pythian Games
held Apollo's gaze,
I stole it from his temple.
I can still sense some old
magic. The magic of a god.
Why would you wait
till now to use it?
(Ambrogio sighing)
Fear, that he might find me
and kill me once I wear it.
But do you know what
I've come to realize?
I fear life as much as death.
So I will live, even
if death finds me.
Master, I can
only imagine a life
separated from your beloved,
unable to day walk.
What if it doesn't work?
(Ambrogio exhaling)
(soft music)
Then Hades will see an old
friend sooner than anticipated.
(soft music)
(upbeat gentle music)
(birds singing)
Oh, my lord, you
walk in the day!
Not yet, but I will.
Roland, please look after
the place while I'm gone.
I shall be back shortly.
Master, take this with you,
just in case of emergency.
Technology and
I don't get along.
I'll be fine, old friend.
(light upbeat music)
(light upbeat music continues)
(Ambrogio laughing)
Enjoy the sunlight!
(Ambrogio laughing)
(light upbeat music)
(light upbeat music continues)
(light upbeat music continues)
(birds singing)
(dramatic crescendo)
I know you.
(birds singing)
(coughs) Hey, Professor
Rubin, I, I'm really sorry.
(Sarah coughing)
I have strep, and.
And I won't be able
to make it to class today.
Yeah.
(coughs) I'll be all right.
Yeah, no, thank
you. Okay, bye-bye.
(birds singing)
(knocking on glass)
May I help you?
Hello, my name is Sarah.
I'm a student writing
an historical paper
about late 1800s architecture.
I, I came across this house
online, seeing it was...
I'm sorry, but the owner
must decide your interview.
Not I.
Of course.
Was that him entering
a few minutes ago?
I, figured that was him,
so I know he's home.
And if he's not well?
Is he not well?
Why don't I go
fetch him and see?
May I come in?
You may.
Just don't wander about.
Just cleaned the place.
(knocking on door)
My lord?
Remind to never look directly
into the sunlight, Roland.
That rule applies to
humans and vampires alike.
Is that so?
Your house has a visitor,
and she desires a tour.
Something about being a student
of the late 1800s architecture.
Hm, really?
Fascinating.
Are you well enough?
For the call of a woman?
The sun must try
harder to stop me.
(gentle music)
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
(soft suspenseful music)
Young miss.
I said no wondering.
Oh (laughs).
Yes.
Sorry.
(suspenseful music)
Uh.
Roland, you may
continue to your work.
I shall see to her needs.
(soft music)
Buon Pomeriggio.
My name is Ambrogio.
To whom do I owe the pleasure?
Sarah, Sarah Appollos.
You can let my hand go now.
Sorry, a custom
I'm not very good at.
Shaking hands?
Apollos, is that
by chance Greek?
It is. My family is Greek.
Hm.
My history with
the Greeks is, uh,
intriguing.
You'll have to
tell me about it.
That's actually why I'm here.
I love history.
Hm.
Certainly.
I'm writing a paper for class,
and I've love to know more
about you and the
nature of this house.
I plan to be a historian
and a university professor.
Hm.
So, you are obviously Italian.
Si, molto bene.
Oh, thank you.
You speak the language?
I speak many languages,
some better than others.
Hm.
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
Hm.
Love then is not to blame,
nor your beauty, harshness.
Nor fortune, nor great
disdain for my mischance.
(chuckles) Nor
destiny, nor fate.
Oh, bravo.
(both laughing)
So, how old are
you, Master Ambrogio?
Hm, take a guess.
Mm, I'd say, roughly late 20s.
Maybe 27?
Try 27 hundred (laughs)!
(both laughing)
(speaks Italian) I
have very few guests,
so I must make fun when I can.
Oh, I understand.
It's nice to take a
load off sometimes.
Mm.
Your studies have been
stressful, no doubt.
No doubt stressful
is an understatement.
But, I'll just have
to push through.
Mm.
Were does this drive
for knowledge originate?
To learn the history of the
world, or to reveal your own?
What do you mean?
From my own experience, when
someone is drawn to history,
they seek to reveal the
mystery of their own lives,
to learn the truth
of their history.
I sense the same thing in you.
Your past, and your present,
are intertwined somehow.
Wasn't I supposed to be
interviewing you here, young man?
My mistake, please continue.
How exactly did you
come about this house?
I, uh, was acquainted
by the previous owner.
He couldn't refuse
my opening bid.
It ended very quickly.
Well, it is a lovely home.
Mm.
A little dark, I
must say (chuckles).
I am a night person.
In fact, I often
sleep during the day.
You do seem like
a night person.
Actually, that reminds me,
there was something else
I wanted to ask you about.
So obviously, I love this
house. It's beautiful.
The architecture,
so is the darkness
more of an aesthetic choice?
You are just like her.
Like who?
Uh, no one, uh, uh.
Sorry, I must cut
this interview short.
I have an urgent appointment.
Oh, okay.
Uh, well, if you ever want to
continue this conversation,
here is my number.
(paper tearing)
(light upbeat music)
I shall keep this close
to my heart and mind. Grazi.
(light upbeat music)
(Sarah exhaling)
(light upbeat music)
(exhales) 27 years old?
I don't think so.
(birds singing)
Who the hell are you?
(footsteps padding)
The supply dwindles, my lord.
I'm in a never-ending
loop, aren't I, Roland?
Sir?
A cycle, feeding on
people and their blood.
Followed by the
inevitable revelations.
I can see it now.
The angry mob.
Soon, they will gather once more
and I will be forced to move on.
The world changes,
but my part in it
remains constant.
Earlier centuries were simpler.
There were no
surveillance or
smartphones or satellites.
Existence was, unhindered.
Sir, if I may,
if you seek out an end
to your immortality,
why not seek out Apollo?
With your Selene now
dead for a millennia,
maybe his grudge has waned.
That would then subvert
your bargain with Hades.
Nullification of my deal with
the king of the underworld?
If Apollo's grudge
falls first, yes.
I assure you, the
grudges of the gods
exceeds the minds and
lives of mortal men.
As I was saying,
if I shall die one day,
I know my endpoint.
My aversion to the underworld
cannot be overstated.
Your destination
is not assured.
Really?
Why don't we ask the ones
I've killed to survive?
Oh, that's right, we can't.
Because I, killed them.
Or maybe we should ask
the ones that have
received my curse,
or the many who received
my curse secondhand.
No.
The line to be transported
to the River Styx is endless.
But I assure you,
I am at the front.
We all face trials, my lord,
but it's in those
challenging moments
where we rise to
something greater.
Maybe something even
beyond ourselves.
The grace of others
is like a whisper
compared to the shouts
of our own self-hate.
(upbeat rock music)
(muffled rock music)
Seriously?
(Samantha sighing)
[Dracula] You require
assistance, my lady?
Nice costume. I'm fine.
Freak.
(air whooshing)
[Dracula] Why
refuse my kind offer?
Realize my mercy.
Look into my eyes.
There you are.
Come with me, my dear.
I have such sights to show.
(upbeat music)
[Aston] K, then, I'm looking
forward to seeing you again
and everybody,
it's been a minute.
Oh, that would be great, dear.
Oh, what, what the hell?
[Aston] Hold on, wait, what?
Is that a girl?
Oh my God. I think...
I think she's drunk.
(body thudding)
(suspenseful music)
Oh my God.
What the hell?
(suspenseful music)
(music stops)
Sarah.
Sarah.
I'm glad you came today.
I have been wanting to show
you this family heirloom.
This necklace belonged
to a very special woman.
As a historian in training,
I thought you might like it.
(no audio)
Well it's clearly ancient.
Definitely Greek in origin.
This image bears the likeness
of Alexander the Great.
I couldn't put an exact
date on it, though.
I already know everything
about this necklace.
It has been dated back
to the fourth century BC.
I believe you missed my meaning.
You said you wanted me to
look at it as a historian.
I said you might like it.
What?
This, this necklace is
thousands of years old.
I don't even think I should
be handling it without gloves.
I-it belongs in a museum.
It's mine to do
with what I want.
It should be around your neck.
(gentle music)
Do you like it?
It's beautiful.
You are just like her.
Did you say something?
Yes, you should have it.
Oh, no, Ambrogio, I can't.
I insist.
You'll find much
more meaning than I.
(gentle music)
Sarah, what troubles you?
I haven't gotten something
nice in a really long time.
Hm.
(gentle music)
If I may.
(gentle music)
(lips smacking)
I have always thought
you were beautiful.
(gentle music)
(romantic music)
(lips smacking)
(romantic music)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(romantic music continues)
(suspenseful music)
(Ambrogio gasping)
Are you okay?
(Ambrogio breathing hard)
I'm fine.
It's just
the past has a way of
finding me.
Are you sure you're all right?
I am now.
(Sarah laughing)
(Ambrogio laughing)
Oh my God, it's so late.
I have to go. He's
gonna kill me.
[Ambrogio] Who?
Such an idiot.
Why did I do this?
What is it, Sarah?
I...
I'm already seeing someone.
And yet you say
he will kill you?
No decent man would
harm an angel.
His name is Paul.
We met years ago.
(sighs) He was
kind to me then.
(sighs) Funny.
Like, the driest of dry humor.
Charming.
(gentle music)
(sighs) But this past
year he's been...
(gentle music)
(Sarah crying)
You don't need to
say anything else.
(gentle music)
You do what you must.
But know that I'm
here when you need me.
If he shall harm you again,
he will pay.
(gentle music)
(lips smacking)
(soft music)
(birds singing)
I suppose Miss Apollos
will be staying the night?
Intrusively astute
as always, Roland.
Age and shrewdness
are often allies.
(Ambrogio chuckling)
(birds singing)
Have I ever told
you about a certain.
Transylvanian count
I turned once?
Oh, I don't know, you
might a mentioned him
once or twice in conversation.
Another asset of the elderly,
repeating themselves.
(birds singing)
Though if memory serves, you
were sure you destroyed him.
I thought so.
I've had dreams recently.
They felt so real that
I sense his presence
closer than in over a century.
Are you certain?
I hope not.
(door closing)
(gentle piano music)
[Paul] You normally
get home before me.
Sorry, hon, I guess I just
had to clear my head today.
Clear your head, huh?
For how long? I mean, I've
been calling you for hours.
I'm sorry. My phone
died a while ago.
I must a lost track of time.
Here now, aren't I?
Yeah.
Yeah, you are.
(tongue clicking)
Where'd you get this from?
Nowhere, it's a
family heirloom.
Bullshit, you've never worn
anything like this, ever!
Get off me!
(hand slapping)
(Paul breathing hard)
I'm sorry, I...
(fist punching)
(both screaming)
Give it me. Give
it to me, whore!
(hand slapping)
No!
(Sarah shrieking)
(Sarah choking)
(Paul grunting)
(Sarah gasping)
(Sarah breathing hard)
(Sarah crying)
(door slamming)
(Sarah crying)
(footsteps padding)
(glass sliding)
Rough night, my good lad?
Fuck off.
Such ill will for
a man you know not.
Look, wacko, now I'm in
no fucking mood, all right?
Ah.
But, if I depart, then how
can I help you with Sarah?
What the fuck
did you just say?
Sarah, the woman
of your thoughts.
Who are you?
My names are many.
Vlad, Alucard, Nosferatu.
But the one the mortals
fear the most remains.
Count Dracula.
(muffled music)
(Paul scoffing)
(Dracula laughing)
Maybe I am playing games, Paul.
Hey, how do you know my name?
Or maybe it's magic.
Your brain lacks
discipline, my boy.
(air whooshing)
Gaze into my eyes.
What do you see?
I said, gaze!
I see
power.
More than you know.
And it could have been yours.
But, I am famished.
(dramatic crescendo)
(body thudding)
Just an appetizer.
And now, the main course.
(Hades laughing maniacally)
(laughter continues)
Reveal yourself, devil.
I fear not.
(soft suspenseful music)
It's been a long time, Count.
Indeed it has, Hades.
(soft suspenseful music)
I suppose I never thanked you
for rescuing me all
those many years ago.
Mm.
That particular attacker had
been a thorn in our sides.
Ambrogio.
Italian pig.
That man you
put on the ground,
he knows that's somewhere
very close to him.
The one called Sarah,
she knows Ambrogio?
Indeed.
Maybe we could use him and
her to lure Ambrogio to you.
Interested?
Hm?
(soft music)
(Hades laughing)
(Sarah sighing)
Mm.
Mm.
I see you hate my spaghetti.
Can I make you something else?
Oh no, the
spaghetti's perfect.
You really got that Old
World Italian flavor down.
Oh.
A joke (laughs). I see.
You made a joke.
I'm sorry, it's just,
I haven't eaten all day
and it's just so great and
the wine is so great too.
And it's just, everything is...
(Sarah sighing)
It's great.
Thank you.
And I'm sure Roland appreciates
having the night off.
May he sleep soundly
upstairs until dawn.
(soft music)
Well,
time to clean.
(soft music)
Thank you for this, Ambrogio.
Prego.
For everything.
For letting me stay here
while I get myself straight,
away from Paul and all his...
(gentle music)
Well, it was, you know,
always like walking
on eggshells around him.
I could never really relax.
True.
Here, you will heal.
I'm certain of it.
Anyways, it has been
ages since I've made
a home-cooked meal for someone.
I can think of no other I would
prefer to give my spaghetti.
How about Roland?
Celiac.
(Sarah laughing)
(soft music)
Well, I'll get this, and
you go wash your hands.
You're gonna need them.
(soft suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
Paul, how did you
find me (shrieks)?
(Sarah shrieking)
(soft suspenseful music)
What was that?
(soft suspenseful music)
Sarah?
Sarah!
Roland, awaken.
My lord?
He has taken her.
Who? Where?
This Paul fellow
she told me about.
(dramatic music)
To a nexus point.
At the field by the old barn.
That's pretty
specific for a mortal.
Treachery is afoot.
I must go quickly.
Wait! Don't go without backup.
(doors creaking)
(soft music)
I knew you were
behind this, Alucard.
Then you should not have come.
You will not touch her again.
Human.
That's where you're wrong.
You know, I can see
why she likes you.
The power.
(Sarah sighing)
Feels good.
Godlike even.
(Sarah crying)
It also makes for,
vigorous lovemaking too.
Doesn't it, Sarah?
(Sarah crying)
But you're not the
only vampire here.
(suspenseful music)
Take him.
(arms whooshing)
(fist striking)
(intense dramatic music)
(Paul groaning)
(body thudding)
Bravo, old friend.
[Ambrogio] If
you wanted me dead,
this was a terrible plan.
This was always the plan.
(flesh tearing)
(Sarah groaning)
(body thudding)
(intense dramatic music)
(Ambrosio grunting)
(bones cracking)
(Dracula groaning)
She tastes wonderful.
It seems she carries
blood of the old gods.
I suppose she will turn.
(bones cracking)
(Dracula grunting)
Not by your hand, but by mine.
You might even have to kill her.
(gun firing twice)
Sorry I'm late. Atlanta
traffic's a bitch.
You are outnumbered, Alucard.
I am everything you made
me, and I am shameless.
Disgrace will not
find your lover,
under the curse of Apollo.
This world belongs to us.
This world belongs to them.
Sir, the sun.
The blood will run.
I may die in the sun, but
your suffering will continue
in the moonlight.
(air whooshing)
(dramatic music)
Usually, I'm a better shot.
We must make it
before she turns.
(intense dramatic music)
Roland.
(soft suspenseful music)
You're doing great.
The change will be
the toughest thing
you will ever
experience this life.
I'm here with you
every step of the way.
She's getting cold, quickly.
(Sarah moaning)
These, these visions
you're seeing are not real.
They're merely alternate paths
your life could have
taken but didn't.
(Sarah breathing shakily)
Is that better?
I see one.
And it's good.
I'm teaching a college
class on history.
Yes, that's good.
Focus on those. It'll help
you through the night.
I'm telling them about you.
(Ambrogio chuckling)
(Sarah screaming and crying)
It's okay. It's okay.
I too went through the change.
This temporary pain allows
a stronger emergence
on the other side.
(soft music)
Focus on me.
I can't believe
this is happening.
When I was first turned into
a vampire, I was near death.
I could no longer
consume regular food.
It took me years to adapt.
Instead, I hunted animals,
to help my craving
for human flesh.
Under the guidance of Artemis,
I was granted the
gift of survival.
And I will give the
same gift to you.
I'm so scared (cries).
Fear can be our friend in
the most challenging journey.
It can help us focus not on it,
but on the ones
that we care about.
I assure you,
fear is not yours alone.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(Sarah yawning)
(Sarah sighing)
I am hungry.
(chuckles) Probably
hungry for something
more than cereal, right?
(chuckles) The desire
is strong, isn't it?
Here.
Drink this.
This will ease your hunger.
(liquid pouring)
I suppose I
already know the wine
isn't the wine?
You can smell it, can't you?
Easy, easy, easy.
We must
keep our instincts
under control.
You must only drink
from the glass,
or soon you will
crave human flesh.
Ambrogio remains a menace,
but we have weakened him.
Taking this new love
of his and twisting it
was a master stroke.
Still, I agree.
He remains a thorn in our
sides. His assistant as well.
He nearly ended you.
He would like to think so.
I'm sure you'll agree that
Ambrosio's death must be
meaningful.
(Dracula chuckling)
(sighs) I must admit
I grow tired of games,
when I could merely end his
miserable being with one swoop.
His assistant as well, Roland.
I always taught
you patience, Count.
What do I always say?
In eternity...
In eternity the rewards of
patience are immeasurable.
Correct.
I have a suggestion.
I'm listening.
I have been known to
turn some human lives.
Not in the same fashion as my
vampire friends, of course,
but with my own abilities.
I know some that
may be ensnared.
Given some false information,
I'm sure they will
track down Ambrogio's
companion and end him.
For revenge?
No,
for sport.
(soft suspenseful music)
My king, your wisdom
is like a welcomed
visitor in my mind.
One by one, we will
strip away everything
this Italian pig holds dear.
Only then, when his
suffering is complete,
will I end him.
No.
Only then
will we end him.
(Hades laughing)
(glasses clinking)
(soft tense music)
So that's the guy over there?
Yeah, that's him.
The way I heard it, he beat
the shit outta some kids
in Louisiana and got off.
After that, he moved here
and changed his name.
Your law enforcement
contact is sure?
Yes.
His mugshot matches
and everything.
Perverted freak.
What are we waiting on?
I say we go get this guy.
(suspenseful music)
(car beeping)
(soft suspenseful music)
You guys picked
the wrong guy to rob.
This aint robbery, you freak.
You owe the world a debt.
(both grunting)
(intense dramatic music)
(blow striking)
I don't know what this about,
but I've got a lot
of powerful friends.
(dramatic music)
Trust me, guys. I
didn't see that coming.
Jesus, we said no guns!
Relax.
Put that shit away. I wanna
do him the old-fashioned way.
(blows striking)
(Roland groaning)
(dramatic music)
(fire crackling)
Can it be reversed? Can
I ever be human again?
(soft music)
If I could turn
you back, I would.
But no.
I have been told this
path is fixed by the gods.
I'm sorry to say.
(fire crackling)
(Roland groaning)
(Ambrogio gasping)
What's wrong?
(Ambrogio breathing hard)
The one who bit you
gleamed into my mind just now.
How?
This has happened before.
What happened?
Where's Roland?
Stay here.
I must go find him.
I'll be back soon.
(air whooshing)
(soft suspenseful music)
Another loss
for poor Ambrogio.
I do not know how
much more he can bear.
It was you.
I assure you, it was not.
Your servant's
veins remain filled.
By all I have in me, I swear,
tonight will be your last.
I would like to see you try.
Gentlemen, please.
The Count speaks the truth.
He may be my servant, but
I still revel in a little
of human on human violence
from time to time.
What did you do?
Oh, so tiring, Ambrogio.
Using their nature against them.
Hm.
Maybe not tiring.
More simplistic.
Anyway, it's so mundane
after so many millennia.
Where are these
humans you used?
Who cares about the
humans other than you?
Someone must pay for this.
They will continue
to pay for your transgressions.
It may continue the same way.
You and my servant
and all your progeny
filling the hall with
souls from wall to wall.
The earth will flood
with night walkers.
Unless...
Unless what?
Let's be honest, I
have plenty of souls.
What I want, what I
crave is entertainment!
You bore me, Ambrosio.
In all of those
centuries sulking over
lost love (laughs).
You seek to reset the curse.
Hm.
You couldn't control me,
so you want to control him.
Start over.
Bravo, bravo.
Molto bene, maiale.
The death of all
vampires will require
the counsel of Apollo.
Or, Dracula could go and
end each and every one.
After all, I know
where they all live.
Sarah?
Yes, your love.
I promise to advocate for her
to Apollo.
There is hope Apollo can
return her to her human form?
Mm, yes.
But you must do
something for me first.
You must stand in this nexus
field in three days' time,
in the light of day, while
she watches you burn.
(Hades and Dracula laughing)
A wise and evil king.
Mm.
Come, Dracula.
We shall begin the
purge in Canada,
until we seek Apollo.
And we shall leave Ambrogio's
love for last (laughs).
(Hades and Dracula laughing)
(soft music)
Roland was a
historian, you know,
a young PhD on the fringes
of his field when we met.
He sought me out,
just as you did,
for a deeper knowledge
of the myths of our time.
He was craving the
truth of my origins
so that he could pass them on.
I suppose there are plenty
of fools, seeking truth.
Thinking that
others will believe.
Just like me.
Not as many fools
who trade in lies.
But you are no fool, my
love. Truth will always rise.
I never thought the
vampire myths were real,
only based in fear.
History has lied.
It has not been fully discerned,
thus your career choice.
Why didn't you turn him?
(gentle music)
(sighs) Roland was
someone who wanted
to seek the man Ambrogio,
not the monster.
He saw value in history,
and understanding.
Even in the darkest nights.
(sighs) He saw the humanity
that was taken from me
and tempered the rage
that filled the void.
(gentle music)
In ancient Greece, the
dead were buried with
coins under their tongues.
This was meant to pay
the ferryman Charon
to carry their souls
across the River Styx
and into the afterlife
for judgment.
But you already knew that.
Yes, but I still like
to hear you say it.
(gentle sad music)
May these riches
pass with you.
And the judges of the underworld
give you favor.
(soft sad music)
(Ambrogio sighing)
Before we bury him,
there is something
I must tell you, Sarah.
(Ambrogio sighing)
But I don't want to
give you false hope.
What is it?
Hades has laid an
offer at my feet,
to advocate for you to Apollo.
The Hades?
As in the king of
the underworld?
Why would he do that?
He's on a mission,
to rid the world of all vampires
except for his one
true servant, Dracula.
But, that would mean...
Hades will need an
audience with Apollo.
I asked him to spare you and
to make you a human once more.
You said only
Dracula would remain.
I've seemed more of this world
than I could have ever hoped.
You have a future. I do not.
If this evil being
can advocate to Apollo,
surely you can as well.
(gentle music)
I have always
feared facing him,
knowing the grudges of gods.
(soft music)
What I see
is not fear.
But regret.
You have to try,
or else you'll never know.
(gentle music)
I could take this
ring to the nexus field
and use it as amulet
to summon Apollo.
Maybe if I offer it back
along with information
on the plans of
Hades, maybe then.
Maybe.
But you have to
ask for both of us.
Forgiveness for you,
and favor for me.
To return us to
our mortal forms.
Will you do that?
(gentle music)
Roland once told
me to seek mercy.
Maybe now
it's worth the risk.
(birds chirping)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(Ambrogio speaking Italian)
(lightning striking)
I'd strike you
down where you stand
if I thought that
would do any good.
(birds chirping)
Hello, dear, what
brings you out here today?
I have already
spoken to the Oracle,
and the answer is
always the same.
The blood, the moon.
The blood will run.
Years ago, my brother's jealousy
caused immeasurable pain to
you and those who would follow.
For his actions,
I am truly sorry.
But the curse is irreversible.
(birds singing)
Hades wants to turn
all night walker souls
to their human form, making
them mortal once more.
Except for me and
his servant Dracula.
He then will demand that I
burn at sunrise in
front of my love.
With my planning and
my brother's cooperation,
I have formulated a
plan that requires
more than your hunting skills.
You must trust me.
With my life, huntress.
Classical music
is my favorite.
It carries like dandelion seeds,
bringing joy wherever it lands.
Dandelions are invasive weeds.
And yet children
still play with them.
They blow air, giggling
as the seeds fly.
They only see the beauty.
There's a part of the mind
that enjoys the wandering.
To seek out beauty,
ignore the consequences.
After a while, we lose
that sense of wonder.
Imagine how I feel having
lived 30 lifetimes.
I lost hope that I could
find a measure of joy.
Until I met you.
(lips smacking)
And now it could all be undone.
Why?
I sought out Apollo.
Okay,
what did he say?
The plan is in motion, to
return you to your human form,
although I cannot guarantee it.
Okay, great.
What about you?
(Ambrogio exhaling)
That's what I've
been trying to say.
This so-called world
has drawn me thin.
You know this. I can no
longer abide in this state.
I can only imagine.
And a day may come
where I will understand.
But can you not stay
with me until then?
(soft music)
Am I not enough?
(soft music)
Would it be
easier if I said no?
It would if you meant it.
But you don't.
Yes.
I would stay if it
secured your happiness.
But I've also lived long enough
to know that it will not.
(soft music)
So you are only good
at saving everyone else.
Maybe.
But for once,
I'm okay way with it.
Because I know you might live.
(soft dramatic music)
[Ambrogio] Don't
be afraid, my love.
Will the transformation
be painful?
I don't know. It
has never been done.
We are gathered, as
a sign of commitment
to the arrangement
between Ambrogio,
the first vampire, and Hades,
king of the underworld,
his own self-proclaimed title.
First matter of business.
My ring.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
Very good.
Now for your part
of the deal, Hades.
(air whooshing)
(body thudding)
Sarah!
If you have killed her...
What, boy? What will you do?
Regardless, check again.
Sarah?
Ow, my head.
(soft music)
I am hungry.
Blood?
(Sarah laughing)
Let me help you.
(soft music)
A touching moment. Just
bite her again already.
Silence!
You prince of nothing.
Have you done your part?
I have.
I swear to Apollo
that you and my servant
shall be the only
remaining night walkers.
It is finished.
Almost over, Ambrogio.
Now, it's your time to shine.
I bid you farewell.
Dracula, I never
apologized for turning you
all those years ago.
I felt I didn't have a choice.
Now you can understand
the need to feed, deep inside.
I never meant to harm you.
Harm?
I love being me.
And now I get to make
everyone a little bit like me.
(crickets chirping)
So don't spend your
last moments worrying.
I'll enjoy being the
new first vampire.
I should really be thanking you.
Cultured humans
often shake hands
in these moments, despite
their past disagreements.
Although I never
quite understood why.
It's to show you have
no weapon in your hand.
Well, having never
done it properly,
I'd like to do it just once,
before we part forever.
You win.
Well fought.
(soft dramatic music)
(crickets chirping)
Farewell (spits), pig!
Farewell, devil.
You can let go now.
Come now,
Ambrosio, let him go.
The sun is rising.
Let him go!
(arrow whooshing)
(arrows whooshing)
May the beating heart
of hell consume you!
You first.
(arrow whooshing)
(Hades groaning)
(Dracula groaning)
(Dracula screaming)
I am here for you.
Just keep your eyes on me!
(Dracula whimpering)
(dramatic music)
Arrivederci, diavolo.
(dramatic music)
(Dracula screaming)
(soft music)
(Sarah clearing throat)
As I was saying, ancient
and Greek mythology contains
several precursors to the
modern concept of vampires
now popularized in our
movies and literature.
These blood drinkers were not
actually considered undead.
Contrary to that, the people
of the day thought them
to be very much
alive in the form
of demonic entities and spirits.
In fact, our modern
vampire myths originated
in the verbal traditions
of 18th century
southeastern Europe, an
area known as Transylvania.
These stories began...
[Ambrogio Jr.] Mommy, Mommy!
Sorry, class, one minute.
What is it, little one?
I saw a spider.
You did?
Well, you know, spiders are
good. They eat other bugs.
Oh, okay.
It's all right to
be afraid, though.
Really?
Yeah.
You just have to find
the courage to play
knowing the spider's
still there.
Well, everyone, now
that you've seen him,
I suppose I should
introduce you to my son.
This is Ambrogio Junior.
Say bye, Ambrogio.
Bye, Ambrogio.
(Sarah chuckling)
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