(heavy metal music)
- You may scream now if it makes you feel better.
- It might, but I think I'll pass.
Who are you?
- Most of the town call me the Founder.
You may call me that, or Amelie.
- Somehow, I can't see us being on a first name basis,
ma'am.
Where did you take me?
- You're still inside the glass house.
This is a hidden room, built for my use long ago.
- But I didn't think vampires could get into this house.
You are a vampire, right?
- I am the Founder of Morganville.
In all ways that count, I am the vampire.
This house knows its master, even if its residents don't.
- If you're going to kill me, just get on with it.
- No, I won't kill you.
- I'm not giving you my blood, just so we're clear.
- I have an entire town to choose from.
I hardly need you for that.
- Then what do you need me for?
- Need is a strong word.
Rather, I am interested.
I'm giving you the chance to work
with the greatest scientific mind in history.
- Me?
But I'm not anybody.
I'm just a freshman.
- Your professors say that you are extremely curious
and exceptional in the sciences.
- Thanks, but I'm really not interested in a job.
- It's charming that you thought that was an offer,
but i can show you a bit of what you could learn.
(electronic snapping and sizzling)
Don't tell your friends about our visit.
I'll know if you try.
(electronic whirring)
- [Claire] Okay, I'm interested!
(knocking to the tune of "Shave and a Haircut"]
- So, is everything better this morning?
- Uh, is the town still full of vampires?
- Well, not full of 'em.
Here.
- Thanks.
Michael's right.
It's crazy for me to even think
about staying here, isn't it?
I mean, why do you?
- I grew up here.
Vampires are just part of the normal landscape.
- You've never left Morganville?
- Yeah.
I left for a while.
If you wanna leave,
you better speak with the mayor's office.
They handle all the exit requests.
- Well, maybe I've got reasons not to go.
I mean, I got early admission, here,
so if I pull out of school,
how does that look on my transcripts?
- You're willing to stay in a town full of vampires
just to make your grades?
You might just be crazy enough to survive.
Not smart.
Until we meet with Brandon at Common Grounds,
he could still come after you.
- During the day?
- Coats and hats.
Vampire's best friend.
- [Claire] Well, I'm still going to class.
- [Shane] Then I guess I'm coming with you.
- None of them know?
- Nah.
That was one thing I learned early.
College kids may be book smart,
but they are Morganville stupid.
Nothing in town to draw them off campus.
Never suspect a thing.
Those that do transfer.
- So, are any of them Morganville kids?
- Uh, he's local.
- [Claire] You know him?
- Look how he walks.
Natives are always ready to run or fight.
Yeah.
- That's sad.
- That's life.
Whenever you see a Morganville human that's not paranoid,
watch out.
- Why?
- Because they aren't afraid,
and that means they've got reason.
- Oh, my god.
Shane!
You must be so lost!
This is an actual university.
I'm pretty sure janitorial school is on-the-site training.
- Maybe he's here to study something else.
Fire prevention.
- How's the family, Shane?
Oh, sorry, was that insensitive?
- Maybe he's still a bit burnt up about his sister.
- Oh, burned up.
Good one. - [Claire] - Shane, come on!
(laughing)
- What was that?
I thought you were supposed to stop the fights,
not start them.
What the hell is up with you and Monica?
- I don't want to talk about it.
- But what they said about your sister--
- What about "I don't want to talk about it"
is vague to you?
- Back off.
- What's between me and Monica
is none of your damn business.
Now, leave it alone.
Uh, where are we going, again?
(students speaking in background)
- All right, people, settle.
Today, we are going to be working with acid,
so I need everybody's full attention.
Open up your books to page 38.
(dramatic music)
(screams)
- Good god!
I'm so sorry.
I'm so clumsy.
It's my bad.
- That was no accident.
- Back off, idiot,
unless you want Brandon coming for you.
It was just an accident, right?
- Of course.
Just an accident.
(phone ringing)
- What?
- I got her.
Not in the face, but it'll definitely leave a mark.
Shane took her out of here.
- Good.
Now grab the backpack and get your ass back here.
Gina's got it.
She's on her way.
- I'd've had this done the first night
if you hadn't botched things.
You're subtle as a marching band.
- Hey, I searched her room.
It's not my fault she went to the glass house.
Forgive me?
- Don't overestimate your charm.
You don't mean much to me beyond a walking blood supply
and a pair of willing hands.
- And here, I thought we had something special.
We both like the sight of blood.
(ripping)
(pages flapping)
- [Brandon] I thought you said it was in here!
- It's gotta be there!
I'm telling you, it wasn't in her dorm!
Unless she left it at the glass house.
- She left it in a house vampires can't enter
except by invitation.
- I guess you still need me, after all.
- Don't screw it up, again.
Next time, I won't be so nice.
(dramatic crescendo)
- You were never nice to begin with, asshole.
It's the only thing you've got going for you.
(fabric slamming against concrete)
(electric guitar music)
- This is going to be fun.
- Get the gas can.
(dramatic crescendo)
(heavy metal music)
(creepy music)