TLV Abridged: Scene 8 - Meet the Family - Part 3

Rudolph: Come ON!
Tony: *as he's jerked along* Wha--Whoa!

Rookery: That ought to get those fiends running and hiding.

Rudolph: Come on, before--

Rudolph: (mumbling so that Tony can't hear) Bloody hell.
Tony: What're they doing?

Tony: Is that a--?

Frederick: Curses.
Freda: Not in front of the children, dear.

Tony: Whoa, look at this place. I don't think I'll ever see so many naked, half-completed women in my entire life!

*What is that thing on the ceiling? Is that some sort of cobweb chandelier?*

Rookery: How come I don't hear screaming? Are they dead? Damn, I was looking forward to torturing them.

Caretaker: What in God's name are you doing in my graveyard in the middle of the night firing a gun into an empty chamber? Have you run mad?

Rookery: I'm hunting vampires. That chamber is anything but empty.

Caretaker: Shows what you know. I used to go down there every night, a hundred and fifty years ago.

Rookery: Weirdo.

Caretaker: Oh, you're one to talk. You're the one shooting at phantoms with that flare gun of yours.

*really wants to shoot the caretaker for no good reason*

Caretaker: Now take your gun and your madness and get the (random curse word) out of my cemetery.

Rookery: *coughs* Okay, fine.

Rudolph: Is it gone?
Frederick: Looks safe.
Tony: Yeah, I think you guys'll be okay.

Frederick: You are positively insane! He could've killed you.

Tony: Sorry, sir.

Freda: Don't be sorry, dear one. You're the bravest of us all.

*is distracted by the shiny*

*is shiny*

Frederick: Hey, what...what are you doing?

Frederick: I...I can't let go.
Freda: Interesting. Maybe he's more than just the child star.

Tony: This is new.

Elizabeth: Whoa, whoa, stop. We can't have yae running off like last time, alright?

Elizabeth: Now, to see the source of all these rumors I've been hearing.

Frederick: Who is that woman?

Tony: Hey, I can see my eyebrows.

Elizabeth: Hello? Is anyone in here?
Horse: I need a new owner. This woman's bonkers.

Horse: Hey, look, a pebble.

Frederick: Yes, this is all very interesting, but continue.

Elizabeth: A, a handsome lad, I suppose.

Elizabeth: He's cold as a corpse.

Von: *in his sleep* Mmmm, smells like chicken and pepper.

*Subtlety*

Frederick: Von?

Elizabeth: Hey, what's this?

Elizabeth: Rather an odd trinket, I suppose.

Von: Hey, that's mine.

Frederick: Is that....is that what I think it is?

Von: Seriously, give it back.

Tony: Is she gonna die?

Elizabeth: Vampire!

Frederick: Phew, it's over.
Tony: Wow, what a trip.