'Tis written!
And so it shall be done.
Ilona...
Where am I? Why am I not dead?
This is the price of your defiance.
Using the power of the god you denounced, Ordo Draco has made a monster.
Thou art condemned.
Condemned to endless night.
Vlad Tepes is condemned to be undead.
I had no idea you played, sir.
It's been over a century since I last put fingers to keys.
I was thinking about Lady Jayne Wetherby and her decidedly unwholesome avocation.
Really. Which one, sir?
Her vampire hunting, of course.
It stretches credulity to think she's unaffiliated with the Order.
I would tend to agree, sir.
But then, she is a female...
I suppose I shall have to ascertain it one way or the other.
What's that?
Written confirmation from Lord Laurent's solicitor.
Congratulations, sir.
You are now the majority stockholder of British Imperial Coolant.
Hmm.
Jonathan...
Good morning. You look dreadful.
- Pack your trunk and we shall go. - Go where?
Mother decamped for Paris and left me on my own
and you know how much I hate that.
So if the cure for my loneliness and your broken heart are the same thing...
- How did you know? - Dearest Mina.
Do not shed a single tear for Jonathan Harker.
Honestly, there is no point in wasting a single minute more
thinking about what an awful twit he turned out to be.
He's not a twit.
Harker is a horrible man best forgotten and we shall forget him together.
At my house.
Also at parties and a dance.
Very well, three dances.
I understand in your capacity as director of this institution
that you have had the privilege to serve as an alienist
to certain individuals of high renown.
I have treated a number of public figures, yes.
You understand, of course, I cannot divulge...
Your reputation for discretion precedes you. Which is why I'm here.
Not for myself, naturally,
but for a close relations who wishes to remain anonymous.
Please. How may I be of service?
- Sluggish thinking? - Yes, that's how she described it.
A chronic inability to concentrate and focus on certain tasks vital to their station.
Well, have they suffered injury
or been exposed to extreme physical or mental stress?
Yes, she indicated a psychic trauma of sorts, but she wasn't willing to go into any detail.
Any meaningful detail, anyway.
"Meaningful detail, anyway."
Perhaps a stimulant...
My thoughts exactly, which brought your Professor Van Helsing to mind.
Van Helsing, of course!
There's no one in London better versed on the latest exotic herbs and hypnotics.
"Exotic herbs and hypnotics."
I will organise a consultation on my way to Lucy's.
Oh, she has asked me to stay while her mother's away.
It sounds like just the thing. For both of you.
I'll be back before you miss me.
I have never said a word of discouragement to you ever.
Nor a single word of support.
Are you suggesting we dedicate the entirety of our operation
to the needs of a single client?
No.
But I think he is.
Get out of my office. Now! Both of you.
Very well.
Though I must regretfully inform you
that your employment here is terminated, effective immediately.
You don't have the authority to dismiss me.
You're nothing more than a rich man's novelty I wouldn't even let into my home.
Now hold on a minute, you have no right to speak to him...
As majority shareholder in British Imperial Lubrication and Coolant Co. Ltd.,
Alexander Grayson is now your employer.
When I speak, I speak with his authority.
I'll give you a second chance to do as you're told.
Have I made myself clear?
Yes...
Sir.
In the future, I'd appreciate it if you'd try to earn Mr Grayson's trust,
not to mention generosity.
And I'd start by sharing your undivided attention during business meetings.
I'm sorry, there's no excuse.
I've provided a list of individuals Mr Grayson
would very much like you to foster friendships with.
I'm sure you'll recognise most of the names on the list.
And, Harker,
never again presume to defend me to anyone.
If you wish, I'd be happy to mix a stimulant.
May I inquire as to your client's name?
I'd rather not say.
Please, Doctor, indulge a humble academic.
Well, Professor, I suppose I can rely on your discretion.
She is Lady Jayne Wetherby.
Ah, I see.
I see.
A Huntswoman is seeking a new drug for her Seers.
Yes. I'm certain of it.
Give it to her.
Well, if you insist,
I'll concoct a serum of inadequate potency.
And force our enemy to seek a new solution elsewhere,
beyond our control.
Well done, Van Helsing. Short-sighted and foolish.
I suppose you have a better plan?
If Grayson brings off his geomagnetic scheme,
the Order's oil and petroleum holdings won't be worth the paper they're written on.
I am well aware of the threat he poses to all of us.
So what on earth possessed you to sell him your shares in British Imperial Coolant?
Had I a choice in the matter, I would never have agreed to his terms.
He threatened you?
There is no protection, none, for any brother who violates the Principal Oath.
If you have anything to say to me in your defence, I suggest you do so now,
or stand before your brothers and suffer the punishment prescribed.
This way please. Here we are.
Daniel, is that Alexander Grayson's man?
Jonathan Harker. Yes, Father. That's him.
Winston!
Would you send a bottle of Bordeaux over to that young man dining on his own,
Mr Harker, with our compliments?
Is there a problem?
No, sir. It's just Mr Harker directed us to send this over with his compliments.
Hmm. Latour 1890.
We shall make a full circuit,
starting at The Savoy and arriving fashionably late at the Officer's Club Ball.
Where the men should be delicious, if a little too well behaved.
Lucy,
when you went to the house, are you sure you didn't see Jonathan?
No, Mina. Not a note, not a card. Nothing.
No doubt he's already found some silly little cow who fits his description
of a "proper English wife."
And what do we do with these "delicious" officers?
May I?
It would be my pleasure, Corporal Westenra.
Captain Westenra.
Very good.
Is The Savoy appropriate for a proper English wife?
Not remotely.
Where are you going?
You know I have to.
To steal away like a thief in the night?
The die is cast.
Then we will run away.
We'll run as far and fast as we can to a safe haven beyond the reach of the Order.
There's no such place, Daniel, and you know it.
- Then we'll simply come clean. - Are you mad?
What of my reputation?
I will not shirk death only to see my family's legacy compromised.
I signed my death warrant the moment I capitulated to that American.
I knew this when I did it.
And I would do it again.
Finally. We've been waiting here all night.
- Sir, the sun. - Just a moment more.
What is it?
Sir...
I want to see her face when she reads the card.
- Are they from Jonathan? - No.
Let me see!
I am sorry, sir.
Damn!
"When it comes to dreams, one might falter, but the only way to fail is to abandon them.
"Congratulations."
It's unsigned. Who do you think might've sent them?
- I haven't the slightest. - Okay.
Have you made any progress with the solar vaccine?
Not while devising the serum for Lady Jayne, no.
How long must I spend skulking in the shadows?
I want to walk in the sun like any other man.
You will never be like any other man.
You would do well to remember that.
I have increased the duration of the vaccine to three minutes and 12 seconds.
- Three minutes! - And 12 seconds.
You leave me just enough time to have a cup of tea before I burst into flames!
- I liked The Savoy better. - No. This is the place.
Here? The wine is cheap and the men are poor.
You need to drown your sorrows and Harker.
I need another.
"I found the old world..."
Look. It's Gabriel Hood. He's a poet, a painter.
A man of infamous reputation.
After his first wife committed suicide, he threw his poems into the casket.
The only surviving manuscripts. Quite literally burying his art with his love.
How unspeakably romantic!
No, no, no. Not so!
Eight years later, when he was floundering in debt, and desperate to publish them...
- He dug her up! - Shh, Lucy!
"To know what only he can know."
Thank you.
"It was Silver's voice.
"And before I had heard a dozen words
"I would have not shown myself for all the world,
"but lay there, trembling and listening, for from these dozen words,
"I understood that the lives of all the honest men aboard
"depended on me alone."
Your friends are waiting.
So it is written.
So it shall be done.
You need more absinth.
Perhaps.
But, by way of careful study and experiment, I may have discovered my limit.
Beautiful and witty.
I'm not sure whether to write a poem or paint your portrait.
I wonder.
How many women have you flattered with paper and canvas?
You're the last one. I promise.
My way of contact with reality is through a limited aperture.
Our transfluence takes place through one
small opening...
I amuse you?
Do women really fall for that? "Transfluence."
How superior you are.
A woman of your means slumming the lower depths.
Observing us like we're animals at the zoo.
Please. Move away from me.
You see there are no bars here.
We are not caged.
I'm fine.
Move.
Mr Grayson!
Thank you for my rescue.
It was nothing.
But what brought you here?
This place is notorious for its parties.
I like the music.
You're troubled.
- No. - Tell me.
Please.
- It's Jonathan. - Harker?
I can't believe he would do anything to hurt you.
But he did.
He said the most horrible things
and I walked away, and we haven't seen each other since.
So I go to parties and pretend that nothing is wrong.
But it is.
Bohemian nightlife is a poor substitute for happiness.
Sometimes our capacity to forgive takes us by surprise.
Give him another chance.
Well, there's a tableau vivant. Heathcliff and Cathy on the moors.
It's getting late. May I see you ladies home?
No, thank you. My carriage is waiting.
Miss Murray. Miss Westenra.
Thank you, Mr Grayson.
You're up.
Thinking.
Thinking?
I do think, you know. Every so often.
What are you thinking about?
You. You inspire me to...
I don't know. Greater independence, I suppose.
What time is it?
2:00. We gave half the day to the night.
- 2:00? - Mina, what is it?
I missed Professor Van Helsing's class. I can't lose my place in this course.
Peppermint to soothe the stomach,
willow bark to ease the pounding in your head.
Tastes awful. But it will work wonders.
Thank you, Professor.
Miss Murray, am I wasting my time with you?
There are dreams we must fight for.
If you want to advance beyond the boundaries society has made for you,
you must fight.
You are not wasting your time.
Give me a second chance and I will prove it to you.
Return here tomorrow morning at 5:00 a.m. Sharp.
You will report to me as my assistant for the term.
Good day, Miss Murray. Shoo.
Good day. Thank you, Professor.
The serum for Lady Jayne's Seers is ready.
We'll track their power to its source.
Then there will be a plague upon this city.
Take this directly to the address as written. Don't dawdle.
If you return within an hour with a signed receipt of delivery,
a second shilling will be your reward.
- Go on. - Yes, sir.
"Yes, sir."
I had lunch with several of the men on your list yesterday.
Davenport and son, Lord Rothcroft, General Shaw...
- I see. Anyone else? - A Mr Browning.
Browning?
- Yes. He was at your party. - Are you sure?
Yes. Quite.
Now...
A mutual friend has told me, in complete discretion of course,
that you have recently broken from a young lady, her name escapes me...
Mina Murray.
Charming girl.
I'd rather not discuss it, if you don't mind.
But I do.
If only to prevent you from turning my study into a funeral parlour.
I'm sorry.
I've known Miss Murray,
Mina, for a long time.
She's always been very stubborn.
She insists on continuing her studies despite the fact that I now have the means
and every intention of supporting her as my wife.
I understand.
- You do? - Mmm-hmm.
I understand you are a fool.
How can a man who wishes to defy social convention
and rise above his station deny the same thing in the woman he loves?
- You're calling me a hypocrite. - No, Harker, I'm calling you a fool.
But you are a man in love.
And they are very often the same thing.
The vampire!
He's with her!
Help me, I can't move.
We've been poisoned.
Sire... Sire...
Sire...
Kill me.
Please sire, kill me.
Shh.
Grayson...
I see my serum has taken hold. By now you'll both be paralysed.
Do you have any idea
what it's like to hear the screams of your wife and children?
My children would be in their twenties now.
The Order burned them alive for no other reason
than to punish me for my disobedience.
I lost everything.
The monster you seek, I cannot let you find him.
Not as long as he is of use to me.
Until we have destroyed the Order once and for all
I'm afraid traces of the drug will stay in your brain tissue post-mortem.
Since I am the only man in Britain who possesses the expertise
to process and administer a non-lethal dose,
I would fall under suspicion.
This is evidence I must destroy. It is unfortunate.
But sometimes science requires sacrifice.
Don't worry. I will be quick.
Steve...
Daniel!
Grayson...
Grayson!
How can this be?
I don't know. It's unprecedented.
To track the trackers? It has never been done before.
A disaster... - Oh, it's worse than that...
This is the work of the vampire that I seek.
Now that the Seers are dead,
he'll much more easily attract others of his kind.
Abomination.
Soon, London will be crawling with the vermin.
The oddest thing happened to me today.
Really, sir. Just one?
I performed an act which brought great joy to someone other than myself.
Whom?
Harker and Mina Murray.
What exactly did you do?
I guided one back to the other. By the looks of it, they'll be wed.
A good deed, then.
Yes.
I should be horrified.
But in truth, I can't say I dislike this feeling.
- And yet... - And yet?
By keeping your employee and Miss Murray together,
keeps her in your orbit.
Like gravity, close but not too close,
when it might be wiser to let her go.
Sometimes you are too smart for your own good.
It's like a millstone around my neck.
I'm coming.
I'm so sorry.
I've been stubborn.
I became so obsessed with chasing my own dreams
I never took the time to understand yours.
And I do, and now I've realised it.
You do not require my protection, and you are in no need of keeping.
So, if you could,
just let me love you instead.
Good evening, Miss Murray.
Jonathan.
You've forgotten the most important thing.
- What? - Marry me.
Be my husband and I will be your wife.
I wanted to ask you so many times.
I even bought a ring.
Wait!
May I?