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Baby Colin is miserable,

and it's a mystery to me.

(heavy metal playing
through headphones)

Seems like only yesterday
when he danced and sang and was

full of joys and smiles.

(singer screaming)

Now he barely talks to me.

And when he does,
it's very unpleasant.

Shit. Have you got enough toys
on the floor?

I say, can you take
the headphones off?

My headphones are on.

Yeah, I know.
Can you take them off?

Just for one second.

(sighs)
Hold on. What?

I was thinking, why don't we hop
the fence at the zoo

and see if those baby rhinos
have grown

-since the last time we...
-Yeah, I'm kind of busy
right now.

...looked at them.

Thank you.

Why are you still here?

-Okay. Uh...
-Huh?

LASZLO:
I know he has
the body of a man now,

but it was literally last week
when he was but a small boy.

And I've read
all the relevant literature

on the trials and tribulations
of being a young person,

but it's provided me
with no guidance at all.

He doesn't even enjoy
his playdates anymore.

-He's really had quite
the growth spurt, hasn't he?
-(Colin shouts)

Ain't that the truth, Alison?
You see, he's on the cusp

-of that awkward age.
-(giggles)

-(shouts)
-No, I'm on base. I'm on base!

(crying):
Dylan!

Dylan said that the staircase

was base, and I was touching
base, but he hit me anyway!

-(crying): It wasn't fair!
-It's all right.

I wish you were dead, Dylan!

-LASZLO: No, no, come on.
No, you don't.
-Yes, I do!

GUILLERMO:
It's like he's half kid,
half adult.

It's okay.

I mean,
he looks like Colin Robinson

and he sounds like
Colin Robinson, but mentally

-he's all over the place.
-So, you're gonna hold the bat.

-Why?
-As the other parental figure
in his life,

I thought I'd have the
opportunity to teach him things.

Swing! All right!

-Okay. It's okay. I'll get it.
-It just happened so fast.

(chuckles)
Just...

So you really want
to look at the ball, okay?

-I did look at the ball.
-LASZLO: The only thing
that seems to give him

any joy these days and has done
since he learned to walk

is hammering holes

in his old room in the basement.

Now, I've tried to stop him,

but it seems
like a healthy release

for this seemingly relentless

and unwarranted anger.

("Sunrise, Sunset" from
Fiddler on the Roof playing)

♪ When did she get to be
a beauty? ♪

♪ When did he grow
to be so tall? ♪

♪ Wasn't it yesterday
when they ♪

♪ Were small? ♪

♪ Sunrise, sunset ♪

♪ Sunrise,
sunset ♪

♪ Swiftly flow the days ♪

♪ Seedlings turn overnight
to sunflowers ♪

♪ Blossoming
even when we gaze. ♪

(plays "You're Dead" riff
on piano)

NADJA: Now that we don't have
Baby Colin as our big draw,

the nightclub has just gone
to a big steaming shit!

-I wouldn't say "shit," but...
-Well, I would.

And we still don't have
even close to enough money

-to repair the house.
-But we're not giving up.

She's full of ideas, this one.

I am. I still think
we should try

that all-vampire
freestyle rap battle again.

It's no good.
Vampires are too hotheaded.

♪ Why you out here competing? ♪

♪ Why's that hairline
receding? ♪

-♪ Why'd you even... ♪
-(shouts)

(gasping)

And then there was

the human
improvisational comedy troupe.

Okay, so, to get us started,

first we're gonna need
a suggestion.

VAMPIRE:
Suck each other's dicks!

-VAMPIRE 2: Yeah!
-GUIDE: Seems like vampires

just don't get improv comedy.

Because it's not funny.

More like a location.

VAMPIRE 1:
Suck each other's dicks

-in outer space!
-(vampire 2 laughs)

You know, I really thought

that Laszlo showcasing
his new songs

would be a big hit.

♪ Is my song too complex? ♪

♪ Why you looking perplexed? ♪

♪ My intelligence is a ten ♪

♪ Yours are three and fours ♪

♪ It's not my fault ♪

♪ Stupid motherfuckers,
it's yours ♪

-Come on, join in, you stupid...
-VAMPIRE 2: Fuck off, Laszlo!

♪ It's not my... ♪

But we're still making
a little bit of income.

Yes, a little trickle.
(clears throat)

-♪ It's not my fault ♪
-(booing)

♪ You thick pieces of shit ♪

-♪ It's yours ♪
-(clinks)

-♪ It's not my fault ♪
-But we're really scraping

-the bottom...
-Shh.

...of the old desperate barrel
at this point.

A lot of bachelorette parties.

-(whooping)
-♪ Throw it back,
all the girls... ♪

GUIDE:
And then we worked so hard

on the haunted house.

NADJA:
Seemed like a slam dunk.

(thunder cracks)

(roaring)

It's like, did they just order
the costumes off of Amazon?

-Yeah, let's get out of here.
-(sighs)

Children's birthday parties
are now, unfortunately,

our biggest draw.

Oh, no, no! Not on the stairs!

Upstairs out-of-bounds!

I got you!

This one!

He keeps cheating me!

(exhales)

GUILLERMO: It's just a phase.
He'll grow out of it.

Well, at the rate he's growing,

he should have grown out
of it already.

Well, at least he's not
a boring energy vampire.

I'd rather he was boring
than this insolent monster.

NANDOR:
With respect,

the trouble is that neither
of you know how to speak

to the younger generation
in their own language.

What, and you do? (chuckles)

Some of my finest soldiers

were just teenagers.

It was essential to communicate

with them in their own lingo--

or gutter patois, if you will--

to inspire and motivate them

onto the battlefield

because we'd usually put
the youngsters at the front.

-(groans)
-And they would instantly

be mowed down
by the attacking army.

So they were always a little

reluctant to stand there.

-(groans)
-You know what? I will fix.

We're fucked.

-(heavy metal playing)
-(hammering)

Watch and learn.

Very cool tunes.

I, too, get off on rocking out

to cool tunes like these.

-(music ends)
-But you know,

there's more to life
than just...

(music resumes)

-Dude.
-But you know,

there's more to life than just

rocking out to cool tunes.

-Like what?
-Ah,

you're probably
too young to grok

what I'm trying to lay down.

One of the all-time

coolest ways of rocking out
is to be nice and polite

to your housemates
and to your elders.

Wow. R-Really?

A-A-And you think
this could work for me?

I... I do.

Thanks, man.

Uh, thank you for blessing me

with these pearls of wisdom.

You are very welcome...

man. (chuckles)

You see?

You just have to know
how to speak their language.

If anyone complains,
that's when you can kill them.

And I was wondering...
Oh-oh, Mistress Nadja.

-Oh. (chuckles)
-May I introduce to you

to Mr. Phineas Taylor Barnum?

-Hmm.
-Oh.

Mr. Barnum was just
giving me some great advice

-about bringing in the crowds.
-Mm-hmm.

Mr. Barnum. Please, do give us
just one moment. (chuckles)

Okay, thank you. (chuckles)

P.T. Barnum died
over 150 years ago.

-Is he a vampire?
-Yeah, don't ask me to explain.

Well, I feel like I must
ask you to explain.

-Ah, it's no big deal.
-Well, I'm your boss,

so do you want me
to use my loud voice?

-Hi, guys.
-Oh, for...
-Oh, hi.

Uh, hey, uh, sorry,
I-I feel like I'm interrupting.

-You are.
-Oh.

I just wanted to give you

this CD of some songs that I

burned for you. I mean,
I-I didn't burn it just for you,

'cause that'd be
creepy and pathetic.

Well, I had an extra CD,
I guess, and so...

Thank you, Colin.

I will definitely figure out

how to listen to this.

If you like the songs,

maybe we could
hang out sometime.

And if you don't like the songs,
I don't really give a shit.

So, either way, it's,
you know, whatever.

All right, later. Bye.

-Speak, bitch.
-All right.

But you mustn't breathe
a word of this to anyone.

(both clear throats)

Over the last few decades,
I have come across

some books in the
Vampiric Council library

that contain
the most forbidden-est

of secret knowledges,
and I have learned

the ancient art form
of summoning the dead.

(gasps)

-But this is witchcraft.
-(groans)

Cut that out.

So you can bring any person
back from the dead?

Only the ones that I own
the souls of.

One moment.

Mr. Barnum,
right this way, please.

May I present...

the second finest collection

of human dead souls
in these United States.

NADJA:
Wow.

And who has
the finest collection?

(sighs) Some rich computer guy.

So, um, how do you turn
these souls back into people?

(chuckles) Now, sadly,

once the souls are reanimated
into human form,

they only live
for about 24 hours

and then they dissolve back

into the ingredients
from whence they came.

-Oh. Ooh.
-Okay, hand me the soul.

Okay. Thank you. And in it goes.

Oh, it stinks.

That's life, baby.
Take it in. (sniffs)

MAN:
Hello?

-(gasps)
-(Guide squeals)

-(laughing)
-Ah!

It worked.

-Scott Joplin, I presume?
-(Scott chuckles)

Happy to make your acquaintance,
madam. (chuckles)

-And yours.
-Uh, and you as well, madam.
-(chuckles)

SEAN:
Look, uh, we all make mistakes.

It's no big deal.

Well, it kind of is
a big deal, Sean,

'cause he stole your car.

(mumbles):
I was gonna bring it back.

I beg your pardon?

I said I was going
to bring it back.

SEAN:
Listen, he was just taking it

for a little joyride.

Colin, maybe you could help us

understand
what you were thinking.

-I don't know.
-LASZLO: Your behavior

is nothing like
the Colin we know.

The Colin you know?
You don't know me at all.

I mean, you can't tell me
who my parents are

or where I came from

or why I have these
thoughts in my head

about hammering holes

-in the wall.
-We don't know ourselves!

COLIN:
You can't tell me why I grew

a foot and a half overnight
like a human radish.

Listen, you ungrateful fuck,
you're giving me the pip.

-SEAN: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
-We're doing our best here.

Oh, well, that makes me feel
so much better.

SEAN:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Guys, guys, guys.

LASZLO:
All right, you cheeky fuck.

Things are getting

a little too heated in here.

Yeah, 'cause he
fucking started it.

-He started it.
-Okay, listen,

my dad and I used to fight

like this all the time!

And nothing good came from it!

-You understand me?
-Yes.

-Okay.
-SEAN: But my pops and I,

we were able to figure out a way
to settle our differences.

And that's what we're gonna do
right now. So, get up.

-What?
-Get up.

Both of youse.

Let's do it.
You can trust Seanie.

All right, face each other.

-We are.
-Good. Make eye contact.

Okay? Good enough.

Now, I'm gonna
count down from three.

When I say go, start swinging.

-Wait, what?
-First one to tap out,

other one's
head of the household.

-Three, two, one...
-No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

-We're not doing that.
-Come on!

Wait, it-it's-it's all right.
I feel better now.

I'm sorry
that I disappointed you.

Mm.

There's got to be a "but."

No, no "buts."
Mr. Rinaldi, maybe we can

go find a tow truck and get your

-car out of Richmond Creek.
-SEAN: Good man.

Come on. I mean,
I'd rather take the insurance,

but...

He's a lot calmer
and more pleasant

when he's made me angry.

-(door opens)
-He's feeding on us.

-But not by boring us...
-(door closes)

...but by infuriating us.

-I think you might be right.
-Colin Robinson

is and will always be

-an energy vampire.
-Yeah.

Which means I have to tell him.

I have to tell him
exactly what he is.

Why didn't you tell me
about this secret wisdom

and this collection of souls?
I can't believe it.

Well, you don't seem
very interested

when I try to share things
about my life.

-(groans)
-Hey, what about asking

Diamond Jim Brady for some tips
about the crowds, huh?

He was a noted gourmand
and nightlife habitué.

NADJA:
No.

The reanimated humans themselves

will be the show.

Imagine the crowds we will get.

The greatest minds
in all of human history

together onstage
for one night only

-at Nadja's.
-Wow.

I really should have
thought of that.

Yeah. It's actually
very troubling that you didn't.

Ah! (chuckles)

(speaking Russian)

So, it's not going so well.
I told Nadja

she might want to do some
homework before the panel,

but she said she just
wanted to wing it.

(continues speaking Russian)

(laughs)

Wow. Food for thought,
Mr. Tchaikovsky.

Food for bloody thought.
(chuckles) Now, um,

Lady Murasaki Shikibu,

some say your Tales of Genji

created the literary form
we now call the novel.

So, I must ask you,

where do you get
your ideas from?

(speaking Japanese)

NADJA:
Uh, Mr. Da Vinci, if you want

to jump in anytime,
just feel like a normal

conversation, where we all
cut in each other and...

(speaks Italian)

Too true.

-COLIN: An energy vampire?
-LASZLO: Yeah.

And so there's...

like, nothing I can do
to-to change it?

No. I'm afraid not, my boy.

You see, it's genetics.
It's beyond our control.

If I'd have been told
when I was your age

that I'd be burdened
with rugged good looks,

a rapier wit, and a thick cock,

I, too, would have protested,
but, uh, them's the breaks.

Just... an energy vampire,

it just, it sounds so awful.

Yeah, it's not great.

Well, why didn't you
do something?

You should have ought
to done something about it

instead of just sitting here.

You know the saying,
"Man makes plans and...

hmm, laughs."

Who, God?

-(groaning)
-Now you're blaming God?

Who next, Baby Jesus?!

-(groans loudly)
-I hate you!

Shit, that's painful.

GUILLERMO:
I'm doing fine, I guess.

You know, with
Nandor's wife Marwa gone

and Colin basically
all grown up,

I feel like there's not much
for me to do around here.

So, I guess this is what
it feels like

to be an empty nester.

I never thought
I'd get bored of this job

'cause there's always

something to do,
but nothing ever changes,

even in my personal life.

I found my first boyfriend,
and he...

left me for himself.

It's back to where it all
started and the same

day in, day out.

It's like hamsters
in those wheels.

I'm a hamster in a...

(sighs)
wheel.

Knock, knock.
Seeing if you need anything.

No. All good. Thanks.

You're kind of quiet lately.

Are you sad
because Marwa's gone?

There's nothing like
the end of a relationship

to really make one
appreciate being alone.

(scoffs) So that's it?

-That is what?
-It was so important

for you to find a wife

and have a huge wedding,

and now that's all gone,
and you're just fine?

Pretty much, yeah.

Don't you feel like nothing
ever changes around here?

Like, every day
just leads to the next

and then the next,
and before you know it,

years go by?

Yes. Isn't it wonderful?

Okay.

So then what's next?

As you may have noticed,

I've really got back
into reading books,

so I think

I'm just gonna do this
for a while.

-Oh, for how long?
-Not long.

15 years, maybe 20.

(sighs)

(sniffles)

(heavy metal playing)

As I once said,

you can only win over
the opponent...

We figured out,
we don't need to do these

in front of a live audience.

We can reach a bigger group
of people by simply

recording it and then
broadcasting it electronically.

NADJA:
Hello, and welcome to

Talk History with Nadja
of Antipaxos.

On tonight's episode...

Then we can make money
by selling advertising on it.

Hatred is the
subtlest form of...

If I could just, uh,
quickly interrupt for a moment.

Would you be so kind
as to read off

-this card, Mr. Gandhi?
-Mm.

"Pan-seared steaks

"with hot honey biscuits.

"Cheesy pork chorizo enchiladas.

"And those are just two
of the signature dishes

-coming from..."
-Mmm, mmm.

"...Blue Apron this month."

Yum, yum, yum.
But tell me, Mahatma,

when was the first time

you tried Blue Apron?

(clears throat)

Fuck it. Give it here.
I'll read it.

Oh, no, no, no, sorry,
Mr. Hemingway.

I-I wanted you to do

the Casper mattresses one
before the next break.

NADJA:
So, the money
from our sponsorships

was dependent on total
listeners. We made Guillermo

listen 11 times
and made 0.6 cents.

(groans)

All that witchcraft for nothing.

Turns out the world
just isn't ready

for electronic audio stories.

It also has no use

for a vampire nightclub.

(sighs)

Enough is enough.

I told The Guide to go
and sleep at my house

for a girls night,
and she obviously

jumped far too enthusiastically
at that chance.

Ciao. Au revoir.

NADJA:
I told the wraiths that
they've been working too hard,

so they should go on vacation.

Send me a postcard.
See you when you're back.

Desperate times call
for desperate measures.

(sighs)

You guys should probably
get out of here.

It's over.

I said get out.
Fuck off. (hisses)

(heavy metal playing)

(music stops)

♪ ♪

(muttering):
Move.

♪ ♪

(mechanical rumbling)

♪ ♪

(farts)

This is all my fault.
If I had not accepted

your kind invitation
last night--

-thank you again, by the way...
-Mm-hmm.

...I would have been here,
and I could have

-kept this from happening.
-Listen,

we can't be everywhere
all the time, can we?

No, but we did get lucky.

Nothing actually
got burned. Phew.

Nothing got burned?

The blood sprinklers went off

and extinguished the fire
before it could

really get going.

-The blood sprinklers?
-Yes.

The blood sprinklers
that have never worked

any of the times we have tried
to make them work?

(sighs) This is making me
very hungry.

So, your office

is the only room that got burned

because there are
no blood sprinklers in it.

Yes.

(voice breaking):
I am so upset right now.

(normal voice):
So, I was just wondering, um,

how much money
can we get for this?

Depends what kind
of insurance you have.

What is "insur-suriance,"

and, uh, where can we get some?

Uh, probably a little late
for that at this point.

You said you had a floor plan

-I can take a look at?
-Yes, right this way.

Shit.

(whimpering)

NADJA:
I haven't been making
the best decisions recently,

thanks to all the delicious
liquor blood I've been drinking.

(chuckles)

(crying) My money.

She was so fresh and green,

and now the faces are all burnt!

(sniffles)

GUILLERMO:
No. The way it works

is, you buy the insurance

before something bad happens,

-and then...
-NADJA: No, I think, my friend,

you buy. And did you buy? No.

-(scoffs)
-How much money could we get

if we set him on fire?

-(gasps)
-Hey, hey. What's up?

How's it hanging?

L-O-L. R-O-F-L.

Y-O-L-O. O-M-G. W-T-F.
(chuckles)

All those acronyms,
I love them. (grunts)

Colin Robinson?

Is it really you?

Well, it's not Don Knotts.
(chuckles)

-But how the shit have you...?
-Oh, well,

the great thing about keeping
a detailed diary is,

if you ever forget
anything about your life,

you can look it up.
It's also great

for receipts.
Now, a lot of people

keep receipts,
but they forget to write down

what they were for, which causes

a major headache come tax time.

Whether you hire
an accountant or

you do it online by yourself,

you're gonna miss
some deductions

because you won't
be able to reference

what they were
when Johnny Taxman

-comes and...
-Colin Robinson,
tell me something,

a while ago, we went to
a lads night at Sean's house,

and as we entered his premises,

you used some ridiculous
childish voice.

Meesa Jar Jar Binks.

-It's him.
-NADJA: Ah. Well,

welcome back, original
Colin Robinson. Now,

how much money do we have
in our bank account?

Uh, around $655,415

and change.

-(squeals)
-Oh, yes, very nice.

COLIN:
Now, I wanted to roll that

into a Roth IRA,
not to be confused...

What's our
bank account PIN code?

Oh, our personal
identification number

is 420, 69, 24, 7.

I'll call the contractors
in the morning.

Actually, if it's to fix up
this shithole,

I'll do it.

If there's anything I enjoy more

than managing a project,

it's micromanaging a project.

And, so, after you
replace these pipes,

-we're gonna want to put in...
-New Sheetrock and...

Excuse me, if I may finish.

We're gonna want
to put on half-inch

VOC-absorbing drywall,

not Sheetrock,
as you mistakenly said.

Uh, Laszlo, what do you want
to do with this race car bed?

Do you want to keep it,
or can we get rid of it?

Well...

that's your bed.

Well, it was.

I-I-I've never seen
this bed in my life.

All right, well,
shitcan the bed.

Now let's head downstairs.

I want to give you guys
a couple quick tips

on how to remove
old Formica tiling.

The asbestos

in the adhesive

-can become quite a...
-Colin?

-Yeah.
-So, you really don't remember

anything from the last year?

Uh, no. Not really.

I-I remember it was
my 100th birthday party,

and I had a bit of,
uh, tummy trouble...

-Right.
-...and the next thing
I remember is,

I'm reading my diaries,
and, yeah,

everything in between's a blank.

You don't remember me bringing
you up from a small baby?

No. No, not at all.

Do you remember, um,

me playing the piano
and you singing and dancing?

And then sometimes we'd jump
over the fence at the zoo

in the middle of the night
to look at the baby rhinos?

Yeah, no.
Doesn't ring a single bell.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, yeah.

-You sure?
-Yeah.

Do-do you smell toast
or anything?

-I'm-I'm good.
-All right.

(whistling "Rap Tap on Wood")

(piano playing
"Sunrise, Sunset")

GUILLERMO:
Nothing ever changes
in this house.

Nothing is ever going to change,

unless I change it.

So, that's it for me.

Oh, and you guys can use my room
for storage if you want.

I won't need it.

(sighs)

(entry bell dings)

Derek?

DEREK:
Yeah, in the back.

Derek.

DEREK:
Yeah, back here.

I just got to finish
this account. 24 times 18.

Okay. What is so urgent?

Well, Derek... (sighs)

this...

is for you.

Whoa. (chuckles)

-What did I do to deserve this?
-Nothing.

It's what you're about to do.

Which is...?

You're gonna make me a vampire.

NADJA:
♪ Is this the little girl ♪

♪ I carried? ♪

LASZLO:
♪ Is this the little boy ♪

♪ At play? ♪

COLIN:
♪ I don't remember ♪

♪ Growing older ♪

NANDOR AND GUIDE:
♪ When did they? ♪

ALL:
♪ Sunrise, sunset ♪

♪ Sunrise ♪

♪ Sunset ♪

♪ Swiftly flow the days. ♪

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