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[MUSIC PLAYING]

ANNOUNCER: Previously
on "The Lair."

What I'm trying to tell you
is that all those murders you've

been writing about
for the past year

are all linked to that club.
The Lair?

It's a real private
place, the kind of place

where certain types of men go.

No identities, no guilt.

Hi.

Eric, here by invitation.

I'm Collin, the house manager.

So you know how we operate.
ERIC: I think so.

Ah!

Saw you today.

Jonathan.

I saw you with him.

Oh, I am not cheating on you.

You stop comparing me to
your ex-boyfriends, OK?

You want this.

Not even sure what this is.

Think it's got something to
do with the John Doe murders.

"Myths and Legends
of the Coast."

THOM: This is where
I've seen it before.

FRANKIE: I can't be
a part of it anymore.

I've got to get away.

This isn't good enough?

I thought you loved this.
- I'm sorry.

I-- I didn't mean to cause
a problem, OK, Jimmy?

Whoa.

Members only.

But I'd like to
talk to Frankie.

What do you want?

You forgot something today.

Don't ever come back here
again, or you'll be sorry.

Are you threatening me?

Just remember what I said.

Oh my god.

What happened to you?

Nothing.
Nothing.

It was-- it was an accident.

It just-- forget it, all right.

Hey!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Jonathan!

[GONG]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

The events of that day led
me into a troubled night.

And I found myself more
confused with each passing hour.

Jonathan had disappeared.

And while I tried
to understand him,

I constantly fought
with the fear

that something terrible
had happened to him.

Ah!

What?

Jonathan, where have you been?

I've been going crazy.

I just had this horrible
feeling that you were

in trouble and needed help.

I'm so sorry, Thom.

I'll never run out on
you like that again.

[MUSIC - ERIK, "WASTING AWAY"]

(SINGING) If I consider
[INAUDIBLE] you here.

Could have wined
and dined you here.

I don't justify my
time spent here.

I found peace of
mind right here.

Wasting away again
in my room today.

Wasting away again
in my room today.

I'm in control when I'm here.

What?

Jonathan, where are you going?

- I have to go now.
- Go?

What are you talking about?

You were right.

I was in trouble.

I needed your help.

Why didn't you help me, Thom?
- No!

So a horse walks into
a bar, and the bartender

says, why the long face?

Hey.

Snappy comeback.

You look pale.

I feel pale.

Let me guess.

Jonathan?

What, does it show?

He's just so--

I don't know.

I can't explain.

Suspicious?

THOM: Yeah.

- Untrusting?
- Yeah.

Constantly jumping to
the wrong conclusions?

What are you, psychic?

No, I just happen to have
the same type of relationship.

Really?
Jimmy?

He seems so into you.

Trust me, he can be
a real piece of work.

Maybe if he had a job,
he wouldn't spend so

much time worrying about you.

Ouch.

He's trying, but there's
not a lot of work

here during the off season.

You know, ever since
he got laid off,

he doesn't know what
to do with himself.

Gets him down, and, uh,
makes him mean sometimes.

Face it.

You like the idea of
trying to reform bad boys.

What you really need is someone
who's going to appreciate you.

Look who's giving advice.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Oh, hi, honey.

Yes, I know.

I'm-- I'm sorry too.

You know what?

I can't do this right now.

I'll talk to you later.
Bye.

Sheriff, the medical examiner
determined the cause of death

to be the same as all the
others, cardiac arrest

brought on by
massive blood loss.

SHERIFF TROUT: It seems
almost ritualistic.

I agree, but who or
what would do this?

Takes all kinds of freaks
to make up this world.

You know, there's been an
increasing number of tourists

that have come into the area
over the past few years,

and that drug that kids
are on, that Saint.

It's brought a criminal
element to town

that didn't exist before.

Yeah, it's worse than meth.

Well, now that I've got a live
one, maybe my luck will change.

That young boy you brought
in today is barely alive.

If he can just
hold on, you might

get the lead you're after.

He was in pretty bad shape
when they pulled him out.

Do you know who he is?

His driver's license says his
name is Trian, Jonathan Trian.

It says here the amulet was
part of a bigger collection

of pieces believed to have
been created before this place

became a town.
- You know what?

Maybe it was made
by the same people

who built those megalithic
ruins out by the old spring.

I wouldn't be surprised.

I haven't gotten
to that part yet.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

Yeah, this is Thom.
What?

Oh my god.
Yeah, of course.

Right away.

LAURA: Thom, what's wrong?

It's Jonathan.

He's in the hospital.

In the hospital?

Is he OK?
- I don't know.

They just said get
down there right away.

You know what?
I'll drive you.

THOM: Wait!

I had this crazy
dream last night.

He came to me and he
said he needed my help.

Thom, that was just a dream.

I'm sure he's fine.
Let's go.

Come on.

SHERIFF TROUT: So,
how's he doing?

Well, he seems
to be conscious,

but there's no motor activity at
all, no response, no reflexes.

But technically
he's not comatose.

So what's your diagnosis?

It's puzzling.

Essentially, he's in
shock, perhaps brought

on by the massive loss of blood.

His mind has just shut down.

So is he, uh, going
to come out of this?

It's impossible
to tell right now.

He could be hearing us
and unable to respond.

All we can do is wait
and keep him comfortable.

Just remember, doc, we've got
a dead guy down in the morgue.

I want some answers.

We'll do what we can.

Jonathan.

Jonathan.

SHERIFF TROUT: Are you Thom?
- Yeah, I am.

Is he OK?

How well do you know this guy?

I found your business
card in his wallet.

He's my boyfriend.

Do you know what
happened to him?

No, I don't.

The last time I saw him
was around 6:30 last night.

He didn't come home.

Do you know where
he was, who he could

have been with last night?

No.

You guys live together.

Yeah, we live together.

Did you have a fight?

Why don't you lay off
the third degree, Sheriff?

He already told you
he doesn't know.

I'd just like to
hear it from him.

We had a few words.

Nothing you'd call a fight.

I suppose you
don't know anything.

Just what he said.

Of course.

Nobody knows nothing.

Look, if you don't mind,
I have a couple of questions

of my own I'd like to ask.

SHERIFF TROUT: Shoot.

Well, what's wrong with him,
and why is he being restrained?

The restraints are
there to protect him if he

comes out of this suddenly.

They're for his own good.

As for what's wrong with
him, I can't discuss

any medical information unless
you're a relative or have power

of attorney.

Look, I'm as close
to family as he's got.

You've got to tell me.

What I can tell you is
that we don't know very much.

I kind of hoped that the
sight of someone he knew

might strike something
deep inside of him.

Sometimes that's all it takes.

But clearly, that's
not happening.

Jonathan, it's Thom.

Can you hear me?

Can you blink an eye,
move a finger, anything?

Looks like this is part
of a much bigger picture.

The John Doe murders.

You can bet on it.

Except your boyfriend
here got lucky.

He have any unusual
friends you know of?

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, kid.

I'm just trying to find out what
happened to your buddy here,

OK?

I need a lead,
something to go on.

Now, he probably knows
who did this to him,

but he can't tell me.

So maybe you can.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could help you.

So does he.

Come on, doc.

Francis, I want you
to know how deeply it

pains me to have to punish you.

Nothing brings me less joy.

I know, Damian.

But when you openly defy me,
what choice do you leave me?

And your attempt
to betray me hurts.

I thought we were friends.

I don't know what you
think you've been doing,

but your actions have put
us all in grave danger.

I was just trying
to make a couple

bucks by selling the necklace.

It was wrong.

I didn't mean to
cause any trouble.

But you did.

And for what?

Don't I provide you
everything you need?

Food, a home, and most
importantly, my protection.

Yes, Damian.

And yet you seek to
undermine my authority.

I wasn't trying
to undermine you.

I'm very grateful for
all that you do for me.

I am.

And I'm sorry.

You've got to believe me.

I do.

Now I understand you
have some news for me.

That guy, the one
from last night?

The boy with the necklace.
Yes?

He's not dead.

Not dead?

I dropped him off
the old coast road

just like you told me.

And he sure looked dead.

But then I heard on the radio
that a guy was found out there

and he was still alive.

Just barely, but alive.

Interesting.

I wonder if he's conscious.

They said he was
at the hospital,

in a coma or something.

He hasn't said a word.

This is distressing, Francis.

But maybe not too late
to correct the situation.

I'll have to think
about this, won't we?

What are you doing to do?

This carelessness could
cost us all our lives.

I didn't know he was alive.

I swear it.

I thought he was dead
just like the others.

I wasn't referring
to you, Frankie.

FRANKIE: No?

We keep living
in the old ways.

I can't help think that it's
time for a new approach.

Been thinking, new blood.

Was it not under
Damian's reign that we

were banished by
the avatar, forcing

us to live like wild animals?

I don't think
Damian's going to be

changing things anytime soon.

Neither do I, but we
can dream, can't we?

You better be careful
what you dream, Collin.

It could be a very bad thing.

Yes, indeed.
But for who?

Hey, doc.

Got your message.

What's up?

Something I thought
might interest you.

If it has to do with this
stiff, you've got my attention.

Well, I ran tests
using a UV light.

It brings up blood and other
forms of DNA on the body.

I found both, but the most
interesting thing is this.

What is that?

Looks like fluorescent ink,
probably from a rubber stamp.

Perhaps he picked it up
at a nightclub somewhere.

So you're thinking this
guy partied before somebody

spilled his guts?
Well,

I'm just telling
you what I found.

Son of a bitch.

At work again?

You know I must.

It is, as always,
beautiful to behold.

It is a curse, and one
you're well aware of.

But what a lovely curse,
to be young forever.

But at what cost?

True.

In order to survive,
you must forever

commit acts of supreme evil.

And each and every evil
act as hideously reflected

in the face of that painting.

God, I can't bear to look at it.

You've done well to paint
over the decay and rot.

Your hand is steady.

The total sum of all your
wickedness lies in that canvas.

I feel sorry for you, my friend.

I truly do.

Well don't.

If anything should
happen to that painting,

it would be the death of
all of us, not just me.

This curse that haunts me is the
very thing that gives you life.

It's also the very
thing that took my life.

Do you expect pity
from me, Collin?

Pity is for the living.

Envy is for the dead.

Oh, spare me your speeches.

We have a situation to
concern ourselves with.

So I've heard.

What shall be done?

I will go to the hospital
to finish our business

with this young man.

Will he be joining us later?

I don't fancy him.

Do you?

No, I don't.

Good.

Then death will be
his final destination.

And I know other matters.

I've been hearing
whisperings, tiny voices.

I don't like them or trust them.

They disturb me.

Have you heard them as well?

I've heard nothing.

Good.

You would tell me if you've
heard something, wouldn't you?

Of course.

My first allegiance is to you.

Then there is
nothing to discuss.

You serve me well,
my little Collin.

[MUSIC - ERIK]

(SINGING) I'm never
gonna leave you alone.

I wanna get on your nerves.

Gonna rush you on the telephone.

That's what you deserve.

Gonna violate all of your bones.

You'll never get away.

You're kneeling at my
throne each and every day.

I'm gonna get you.

Never gonna let you--

I wanna be.

I wanna be.

I wanna be your bastard.

I wanna be.

I wanna be.

I wanna be your
bastard every day.

Here.

You've got to eat
something, Thom.

Come on.

I should be there with him.

I mean, what if he wakes
up and I'm not there?

Why won't they let me stay?

Look, like it or not,
you're not a member

of his immediate family.

And being his
boyfriend just doesn't

get you special privileges.

It's not fair.

I'm the only family he's got.

The kid's been kicked
around from foster home

to foster home his whole life.

And we finally meet each
other, and now he needs me.

I can't even help him.

If anything were
to happen, you're

going to be the first
person that they call.

I shouldn't be
shut out like this.

I know, but they know
what they're doing.

What do they know?

I mean, Jonathan's sitting
there, staring off into space

like a zombie, with a bite
mark on his neck from god

knows what.
And they don't even have a clue.

It's pretty freaky, all right.

It's almost like
a vampire's bite.

Could there even
be such a thing?

I mean, I know it sounds crazy,
but the other victims all died

with the same marks on them.

Thom, if there was
really a vampire,

and he was biting
somebody every night,

that would be 365
attacks a year.

Now, if everyone that had gotten
bitten turned into a vampire--

What if being
bitten by a vampire

doesn't automatically
turn you into one?

I mean, what if being killed
by one doesn't even do it?

I don't know.

I know it sounds
crazy, but the book, it

refers to sorcery and
witchcraft centering

around the old spring.

I mean, supposedly
there were covens

of witches dating back 200
years, both male and female.

Thom, that was 200 years ago.

Don't you think they
would all be dead by now?

Maybe they don't stay dead.

It's time.

Time to rise.

Time to join us.

Eric, listen to the
sound of my voice.

Hear the sound of my voice.

I command you to listen.

You will hear the
sound of my voice.

Hear it and rise.

Come to me.
Come.

ANNOUNCER: Next
time on "The Lair."

Bodies don't just get up
and walk out of the morgue.

DR. BELMONT: This one just did.

SHERIFF TROUT: I got to
get down to the station

and put an APB
out on that stiff.

From time to time,
The Lair opens its arms

and welcomes a new member
to the inner sanctum.

I'd like to introduce you
to my latest creation.

LAURA: Thom, you have got to
let the police handle this.

I have a right to
ask a few questions.

I'm with "The Island Gleaner,"
and I'm looking for Frankie.

For a janitor, that
Frankie really gets around.

They know everything
and everybody.

You're acting like they're
superhuman or something.

You don't know the half of it.

But the book said the
coven was driven underground.

And they're still rumored
to exist in secret.

But it doesn't
prove that there

are gay vampire
witches operating

a sex club on the island.

LAURA: Jimmy, what
do you want me to do?

I want you to get
in that bedroom.

I'm going to show
what I want you to do.

DAMIAN: It's a sad
time for everyone,

but especially you, since
you caused his death.

And now the only way you
can join him is in death.

[MUSIC PLAYING]