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The role of a teacher is a lonely one. By necessity, the teacher's personal

needs and desires are often sacrificed.

What's up, Doc?

I was just grabbing myself a little snack.

Friday night, this is all you have to do.

What about you?

What would I be doing?

Go out, go dancing.

I'm sure you can still turn the lady's head.

I'll take that as a compliment.

But sometimes, the temptation to indulge is hard to resist.

What is it with you?

I've been using my powers of suggestion on you for weeks now.

Still, nothing.

It's like you're a brick wall.

Essie, if you want something, why don't you try getting it the old -fashioned

way? Ask.

Okay.

I need shoes.

I mean, it's one thing to be confined in a musty wine cellar and put on a

limited diet, but it is quite another to be deprived of fashion.

I'll think about it.

Are you actually going to eat that?

I spend a total of 18 hours a day with you people. Surely you don't expect me

share my meals, too.

You know, I've just realized something.

I have never seen you eat.

Ever.

When the great eclipse plunged the world into darkness, the vampire race erupted

in a civil war.

The bloodthirsty fury battled with the enlightened elders for domination of the

undead. In desperation, the elders gathered up those young vampires that

be saved and entrusted them to me.

To humanize them, to tame their instincts, and teach them how to live

mortals.

I see you.

What's on your mind?

Why don't you tell me?

Oh, I stopped reading your mind a long time ago.

Way too boring.

Finally, a little sassitude from the feral marrow.

Why are you here, then?

To borrow a pen.

Do you mind?

It doesn't add up.

What does Dr. Murdock eat?

Hmm? All humans have to get their nourishment from food.

Maybe he's carbo -loading in private.

And how old is he?

Has he ever been married?

What about friends, family? Where was he born?

Look, everybody!

It's S .E.

Rakamova!

Vampire P .I.!

And how come he isn't susceptible to any of our powers?

Huh? Even Meryl can't seem to figure him out. True.

But some humans can be hard to read.

Then tell me, how come the vampire elders feel they can trust him so much?

I think it's time we took a closer look at Dr. Murdoch.

No shoes today, Doc?

Sometimes I like to air out my feet.

Hey, Sheriff.

You think Murdoch ever does it?

Does what?

Personally, I think that Dr. Murdoch is too eccentric to have a relationship.

Do tell, Malcolm.

Come on, you guys, he's probably just lonely.

I mean, does he even have any family?

If you want, I can look him up on the Internet. Check out the Murdoch

Now that sounds way more interesting than doing homework.

Let's go.

to thirst for forbidden love without drinking?

Isn't it, D -Man?

No birth records.

No credit information.

Just the website to the Mansbridge school.

Weird. Maybe he's on the witness relocation program.

Or maybe he's an alien.

No wonder the man always talks to himself.

It's like he has no life.

Never have a single visitor.

Hello.

I'm... Agent Marion Hackett of the Biomorphic Predatory Disease Agency.

Is Dr. Murdoch around?

Rhubarb. Made it myself.

A renaissance man. And rhubarb just happens to be my favorite.

Then you'll have some.

Actually, I would prefer to have a few quick questions answered.

Last week there was an incident at a local establishment, the Thunder

It involved some local residents and two unidentified teenagers.

What kind of incident?

Well, the uninformed might call it a violent altercation, an aggravated

or an incident of gang violence.

And what might you call it?

A vampiric encounter.

Ah.

The two teenagers who called the altercation trashed the place.

sending terrified patrons out.

Those who remained were left with no memory of the incident.

Was anyone seriously hurt?

We can be thankful that no innocent victim was sucked dry of their

Furthermore, we do have a lead.

Those who fled the scene were able to provide me with a physical description

the two assailants that I was able to render.

I say we drain her till her legs stop twitching.

Let Dr. Murdoch handle this.

These are very good.

Did you draw these? Take a closer look.

I can assure you, neither of these pictures are of Mansbridge Academy

Deception is a vampire stock and trade.

This is the second vampire sighting in your area in as many months.

I'll begin my interviews tomorrow morning with Nick McAllister.

Who is a Mansbridge Academy student, correct?

You don't remember anything about that night?

No, no, I got a gap down here somewhere.

And you don't recognize either one of these two?

What, they were there?

Others said they were.

They say these two went berserk, that everyone fled, except you, that you were

the only one left with them.

And that's my gap.

Did they do something to me?

Is that what this is about?

Because if they did, I wouldn't get my dad's lawyer. Thank you for your

assistance. You can go now.

Thank you, Nick.

You'll still want to see the rest of the students?

Yes.

I most certainly will.

Miss Woods, do you recognize either of these two?

Nope. Are they strangers to you?

Have you had any encounters with strangers recently?

Have you?

Was it a he or a she?

Any information you provide me is vital to my ongoing investigation.

And might very well save someone's life.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Miss Woods, I'm going to have to ask you again.

Miss Woods, I'm going to need an answer.

Have you had any unexpected encounters with strangers recently?

No.

Okay.

You can go now.

Dr. Murdoch, do you mind having a seat, please?

Do you have something against sitting?

What can you tell me about Sherry

Woods? It's getting late.

Stay for dinner.

She's hiding something, and I want to know what it is. I'm a very good cook.

Dr. Murdoch, please stay focused on the subject at hand.

I am focused.

Are you, um...

Offering something more than pie.

Well, a gourmet meal and some pleasant company.

Tempting. Perfect for what ails you.

I didn't know I was ailing.

Just in need of a little relaxation.

You appear to be under a great deal of stress.

What I am is under contract to the government to search and destroy

I'm clear on your profession.

Good. Because there's one more thing.

There was another person noted at the Thunder Road house.

Eyewitness accounts are not as depaled. However, I've noticed an interesting

likeness.

Look familiar?

Does this mean that dinner's off?

On the contrary.

I accept your invitation.

What does that woman think she is?

Trying to scare me.

What do you think?

About what?

About my serving outfit.

Malcolm and I volunteered to serve Murdoch and his main Marion dinner

You look fine. You definitely have career possibilities in catering. Hey, I

want to find out if Dr. Murdoch ever takes his, uh... Sex drive out for a

spin.

Especially with that woman.

If it is with that woman, I couldn't care less.

Whoa, you've got legs.

Nice ones too, I might add.

So you're clear on our approach?

Yeah, we tag team.

And what I'm not present to hear, you're going to hear.

And then we merge our data.

Why don't you guys just tape record the conversation?

Illegal ramifications.

I'm a stickler on the right to privacy issues.

Yet tag team eavesdropping is okay?

I love your guys' scruples.

I'm gonna go to the library.

Beaming you up again? None of your business. Hey, if you're bumping and

the hatchet, feel free to take her down a few courts for me, huh?

You look like a man on a romantic mission.

This thing about falling for mortals, I've been there, done that.

But this one, you've got it bad.

She's in your head, Drew, and if I were you, I'd get her out. I'm not you.

Yes, you are.

We're both vampires, remember?

If you're handing out advice, I really don't want to hear it.

I ever tell you about Wanda Wessler?

Not as I recall.

She had a great laugh, an even better body, and she drove a red Mustang.

Now, she used to tag along after me, but never so much as gave her a nod.

Because? Because she was too good to be true, which meant she wasn't.

Well.

I think he's headed for a crash and burn That's what I read in his mind

I hope I haven't kept you waiting.

We're going to eat in my study.

We'll have a bit more privacy.

Smells delicious.

Carrot and leek, Agent Hackett.

I made the garnish myself.

Thank you, Malcolm.

Thank you, Malcolm.

Ah.

Thank you, Mimi.

I don't think you should be here.

Probably not.

Someone's here looking for strangers.

What, do you find me strange?

No.

I'm actually glad you're here.

Do you think we could sit and talk? Or are you going to disappear again?

Go ahead, eat.

Don't wait for me.

Looks like two might have each other for dessert.

Delicious.

Oh, Mimi, you can go now.

Oh, but that's just the soup course. Mimi, let's you and I both go help

eh? No, no, you... Let's go, Mimi.

Stop snooping. I was doing no such thing, Dr. Scott. Yes, you were.

So stop.

And I think you and Malcolm need some new serving orders.

You're quite the mystery man, aren't you?

If you only knew.

It doesn't matter.

I can look at you and I can see what's inside of you.

No, you can't. Yes, I can.

I know I can trust you to do the right thing.

Let go of me! Let go of me!

An amazing piece, isn't it?

Is there an entryway behind there?

Yes.

Yes, there is.

Hidden. Why?

It leads to my wine cellar.

And it's a very expensive collection.

Would you care to sample something? I have a wonderful vintage Bordeaux. I'm

a wine drinker. It gets to my head.

And we wouldn't want that, would we?

Please, sit back down.

No, I must excuse myself.

Well, at least stay for dessert.

No, I need to leave tomorrow before the sun gets up.

I must get back to my motel.

You sure?

Some of the time.

That woman is out to kill us.

Get the picture?

Sherry Woods.

The girl has a secret.

What teenager doesn't?

I wish you'd stay.

I really do.

There will be another time.

Breath referred on that.

And I like poetry.

Have you read this one?

I gotta go.

Oh, no, get away again.

And, um, you won't be seeing me again.

And why is that?

You're not my type.

You belong here and I don't.

There's nothing wrong with being at Mansbridge. I mean, I'm not ashamed of

needing Dr. Murdoch's help. It's not that.

I didn't mean to... Then what did you mean?

I can't be here with you.

I just can't.

I don't belong in your world.

And you don't belong in mine.

There are sacrifices that must be made.

For the sake of the greater justice, the greater truth,

and the greater good.