My Babysitter's a Vampire (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 3 - Fanged and Furious - full transcript
Ethan, Benny and the gang must figure out why a car's following Ethan around and why it's attacking their classmates.
[knocks]
Dude, I was this close to
conjuring an invisible sandwich!
What could be so urgent that-
Oh!
No way, your learner's permit!
Yep.
This is way more important
than my Invisi-BLT.
That's right.
I'm now legal to drive.
As long as there's a licensed
driver in the car with me.
Need a babysitter
for the car too?
Lame.
And your babysitter's
a hot Sarah.
With a driver's license.
Less lame.
Yep.
Well, awesome people don't
like to brag, Benny.
Awesome people, like me.
Okay, Mr. Awesome.
Do you have a car?
No, I do not.
Leave that to Benny.
Ah, worth a shot.
Plan B...
Seriously?
This piece of junk?
Well, it's within
your price range:
zero to zilch-o.
Hey, $75, and it's yours.
Hey, Malcolm,
what's going on?
My grandpa left me all his
favourite things in his will.
So I'm selling 'em!
Huh.
Is this him?
Yeah.
Whoa, hey, are you
gonna buy that photo?
I'll throw in a
cat salt-shaker.
Family heirlooms.
Yeah, I will totally buy
something you think is worthless
and then resell it for more.
And I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah, sorry.
But, um...
I'm only interested
in the car.
Does it run?
Maybe...
if you get the squirrel's
nest out of the engine.
Just think about it,
all right?
I gotta go sell
some grandpa pants.
[squirrel noises]
Ethan!
Antique mini bullhorns.
Oh, I bet it's
worth thousands.
[makes bleating sound]
That's a hearing aid.
Ugh... Waxy.
Can you buy this car
and drive me to the nearest
bucket of mouthwash?
[sigh]
Revenge!
[laughs]
[engine starts]
Hey!
It runs!
Uh-huh!
So do I!
[lion roaring]
* She's the girl next door.
* Nice, but not
in a heart that's pure *
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
* What you get is what you see
* No more maybe
it's may believe *
* She can give you
everything you need *
* She's the girl next door.
* Nice, but not
in a heart that's pure *
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
There's no way I'm
buying that car.
When I touched it,
I had a vision.
There was a ghost
in the back seat.
Oh, back seat driver
from beyond the grave!
Bonus!
Not a bonus.
Not buying that car.
Oh, come on.
I bet the ghoul in the car
is probably not even evil.
Oh, right.
Like one of those
happy ghouls.
Likes to stick his
head out the window
like a ghost dog.
They have those?
[doorbell]
Ethan, it's me!
Coming.
I'm still gonna ask Sarah
if she'll come driving with me.
In what, your imaginary car?
What are you doing?
Shooting imaginary laser
beams into your head.
Don't!
Stop!
Hey, just the girl I need
to help get my license.
If time permits.
[laughs]
Congrats!
I was wondering whose
clunker that was outside.
Uh...
That's not my car.
So it's a little beat up.
No need to be embarrassed.
I'm not.
That's not my car.
You gonna take me for a ride?
Uh...
[chuckles]
Don't be nervous,
the car won't bite.
Uh...
Don't be so sure.
Uh...
Okay, um...
I don't have the keys.
You probably left
them in the ignition.
Rookie mistake.
Yeah.
Better buckle up.
[starts car]
[horn honking]
I'm trying!
It's okay,
I still get honked
at when I fly.
Mostly by geese,
but...
The trick is
don't go too fast.
I don't think
that's a problem.
Hey! Hey!
You stole my car!
You stole this car?
What? No!
It followed me home,
I think.
Come on!
Hey, hey!
All right, I'll knock
20 bucks off the price!
Ethan!
Hit the brakes!
I'm trying!
You crazy driver!
Sorry!
Wow.
You really do
need practice.
It wasn't me!
What's that smell?
Again, wasn't me!
No, it's blood.
Malcolm must have hurt
himself when he fell.
I should go before
I get all...
y'know...
[hisses]
Yeah, you should go.
This was a bad idea.
Well, there's
nowhere to go but -
Jail.
He'll be fine.
He'll be fine.
I'm sorry!
It wasn't me!
I'll just leave
your car here then.
Do you think anyone's
gonna blame me
for what happened to
Malcolm yesterday?
It's him!
Could be.
That's the guy!
Whoa!
He almost got me!
Nice.
Yet another reason for
girls to avoid you.
Sorry about yesterday.
Relax.
Everyone has accidents.
That's why
there's insurance.
But it wasn't me,
it was the car.
It's possessed
or something.
Oh, right!
It's a ghost car!
[mimics ghost]
Vrooom!
Don't worry, bro.
When I first started flying,
I rear-ended a 747.
Uh!
I hate airline food.
Am I right?
Dude, this will
all blow over.
I bet it already has.
You!
You tried to
run me over!
I better get my car back
by the end of the day
or I'm calling the police
and I'm going to have
your permit revoked.
Revoked!
[inhales]
Your bandages are leaking.
Just give him
the car, man.
I don't have it.
The last time I saw it,
it was on his front lawn.
Growling.
We need to find it,
all right?
No permit means no
practice-driving with Sarah.
And... uh...
Jail time.
Benny!
Okay, dude, relax.
We'll find it.
We'll make it talk.
No, no, no.
You're my sugar bear.
No, no, no, you're
my little sugar bear.
No!
You're my sugar bear, okay?
[car starts]
[engine revs]
What kind of engine is that?
[muffled cries]
There you are.
You missed class.
I ran the car's
registration number.
Can you believe it was
originally designed
to be a racer?
That clunker?
I could beat it
on my tricycle.
Your tricycle has
rocket-boosters.
Yeah, you're right.
It is a sweet ride.
Check out this old newspaper.
Malcolm's grandfather
was Manfred Bruner.
Bruner?
As in Bruner Automobiles?
That car's been in a bunch
of suspicious accidents -
all involving members
of his family.
Then it just disappeared.
Wow.
Remind me never to be related
to Malcolm Bruner.
This totally shows
that there's something
going on with that car.
How?
Suspicious accidents?
I bet that car was
possessed back then too.
This is my get out
of jail free card.
We gotta spread the word.
Word-spreading.
Okay!
[phone rings]
Hey, Rory.
What's up?
Nothing.
I just wondered if you
did the math homework yet.
Also, did you savagely chew
Derek Malvern with your car?
What? No!
Really, 'cause that's
not what everyone thinks.
This is all Ethan
Morgan's fault!
Where are you Morgan?
I'm comin' for you, Ethan!
Revoke Ethan Morgan's permit!
Revoke his permit!
Well...
At least now we know
where the car is.
Dude, the Beatles
are coming to town!
We gotta go!
Whoa.
Creepy car makeover.
I don't get it!
This car's been in two
accidents when I found it
and it looks better than ever.
Maybe one more will
get it heated seats!
Wow, looking good.
Mmmm, smelling good too.
I smell blood!
Dibs!
Whew!
Cool!
Free lucky squirrel tail!
Yeah, Malcolm did say there
was a squirrel's nest in there.
Whoa. The engine is
filled with blood.
I did not see that one coming.
Blood?
Like squirrel blood?
No, it's definitely human.
With a hint of squirrel.
A possessed car
that runs on blood?
That's it, I'm pulling
the plug right now.
[laughing]
Ow!
I think this car's
possessed by a vampire.
It just bit me.
Oh, so you're hungry,
jalopy face?
Well how 'bout a
knuckle sandwich!
It feeds like a vampire.
It regenerates like a vampire.
We'll just tell everyone
it's a vampire car.
You won't get
blamed for anything!
By reason of insanity.
I'm not worried
about me anymore.
We have to stop this car
before it hurts anyone else.
[bell rings]
Later.
You don't want both
prison AND detention.
That car has been
quiet for years.
So what's making it
all road-ragey now?
I bet its ghost-free
warranty expired.
Maybe my psychic energy
gave it a jump start.
And then it had that
squirrel nest for breakfast.
And bam!
Vampire car lives again.
So how do we stop a
vampire-possessed car?
Cut off its headlights?
Cover it in garlic?
It's a car, Benny,
not a pizza.
Fine!
So we cover it in
hot cheese first -
No, the car isn't
the problem.
The vampire possessing it is.
You think you've got a
spell to cast him out?
Is my name Benny
The Magic Man Mephistopheles?
No.
Well, it will be.
Some day.
[bell rings]
Okay, let's go
lick the ghost.
Whoa, whoa.
Maybe you should stay here.
Everyone still thinks you're
hurting people with that car.
True.
And if it runs you over next,
I shouldn't be
anywhere near it.
Exactly.
Wait, what!
You can do it, magic man.
And if you can't,
do what I do.
Call Sarah for help.
What's the problem?
It has wires, you're a geek.
Make it go!
I'm trying.
Ow!
Since when do you
need a car anyway?
It's a blood car, remember?
Every time it fills itself up,
it'll be like our own private
blood delivery service.
Sweet!
Wait...
if it still attacks people,
won't Ethan get in trouble?
If I said we were helping Ethan,
would you get back to work?
Yeah.
We're helping Ethan!
Oh, okay.
I'd better get back to work.
What are you guys doing?
Nothing.
We're gonna get Ethan out of
trouble by stealing his car!
It makes sense
when Erica says it.
We were just
trying to help out
and um...
Yeah, it was all Rory's idea.
Rory had an idea?
Why not blame space aliens!
That's more believable.
I knew it!
Stupid space aliens.
Sorry vamps,
this blood bank's about
to get closed, all right?
Permock abnar
Benny notrath-
kivento-mochoo-ose
abnar Benny notrath!
[engine starts]
No!
No, no, stay!
Nice evil car.
Nice evil car!
Nice little car!
Stop!
Back! Come back!
Please, car!
No no no no!
Nice one, Mr. Wizard.
Great spell, Benny!
Now what!
Great.
So now it's mad,
evil, AND hungry.
[squealing tires]
Help! No!
Oh, man.
Malcolm Bruner, Derek Malvern,
and now Ronnie Barnstrom.
The car claimed
its third victim.
Okay, that's weird.
Remember how the car went
after all these people
in the Bruner family ages ago?
Yeah.
Check out this family tree.
Malcolm, Derek, and Ronnie!
They're all part of
the Bruner family!
Still looking into Bruner?
You should check out
this guy, Jacob.
He's the one who built your
car in the first place.
He was in my vision!
Did you ever hear
about him being a -
Blood-sucker?
Sure.
That was after that photo
was taken, of course.
Bruner found out, and...
let's just say it's a little
tricky firing a vampire.
Let me guess.
Bruner also had a
wooden stake division?
Close, Jacob stole the car
and had a little accident
with a wooden fencepost.
Revenge!
That's what he said to me!
And now he's still
after the Bruners.
Okay, call me crazy
but I think I know where the
bite mobile's going next.
Richard Bruner!
Grandson of Manfred Bruner!
No fair,
I wanted to say that.
I did all the printing!
That kid doesn't know it,
but his days are number
thanks to you two.
We must warn him.
Richard Bruner,
grandson of Manfred Bruner!
I can't believe Richard's
butler wouldn't let us in!
Well, you wouldn't
take your shoes off.
You wouldn't either,
if you had little big toes!
It's embarrassing.
[doorbell rings]
Oh... that's Richard.
You got everything you
need for the spell?
Of course, but how did
you get him to come over?
Hi!
Is this where I'm supposed to
be for the charity photo shoot?
Charity photo shoot?
Yeah, they said they wanted
photos of me donating
these croquet mallets
to the underprivileged.
Hmm.
You look poor.
It's okay,
we don't need mallets.
I'll take them!
I'm sorry.
I had to lie to
get you over here
so I could tell you...
You're in danger.
Danger?
Of what?
A revenge obsessed car.
I do not have
time for the tales
of a mal-informed pauper.
Just, please!
You're in danger.
Benny!
[clatter]
Come on!
Okay, okay,
we got a make it rain spell,
a floating spell...
Smell like a frog spell,
I don't know why I circled that.
Wait, I got it!
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
Oh!
It worked!
I can't believe it worked!
Our lives are gonna
be so much better
now that we can knock
out anyone we want.
Yes, it looks like Richard's
psyched to be the first.
Hey, hey, whoa!
I thought we were
gonna save him -
not drain him!
We are.
I'll let him stay here,
but we need his blood
in order to lure the car
back into a trap
and destroy it
once and for all.
Glad I took that nursing
course in summer school.
I knew someone was
stealing my blood!
You told me I was
imagining it!
It's for Sarah, isn't it!
Uh...
that's not really
important right now.
First we need to
locate that car.
[engine starts]
Something tells me that's
not gonna be too hard.
[engine revs]
[beeps]
I hope this works, guys.
Of course it's gonna work;
we're wearing cool headsets.
And, uh...
make sure you buckle up.
Hey, car, look!
Who's that poor, defenceless
rich guy up ahead, huh?
[car roaring]
Oh! Uh!
[tires squeal]
Go!
Ha!
Fooled ya!
It's me, Rory!
Not Richard Bruner,
grandson of Manfred Bruner!
Let's see how scary
this clunker is
with four flat tires!
[engine roars]
Okay, that didn't work!
It's still after Bruner blood!
Erica, you take it!
Uh-uh.
If I can't drink it,
I don't want it.
Come on, guys!
I'm the only one of us
who CAN'T outrun a car.
[engine revs]
Here you go!
Let me take it!
I've got an idea.
Just give me a
head start, okay!
Ethan, no!
[tires squealing]
[grunting]
Guys!
Just let it go!
Trust me!
Just do it!
Come on!
Do what he says!
It's his
"I've got a plan" voice!
[tires squealing]
Ethan!
End of the road, carnivore!
Here, allow me.
This blood drive's over!
Thanks.
You didn't have to one-up
my victory line though.
Oh, and hey.
Bottom's up, Rory.
You earned it.
Hey, I came all this way.
You can at least
pay for dinner!
Hey, that's MY race car blood!
Guys, stop.
I got this.
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
[laughs]
Sleep tight, fangy friends.
Wait, this means we're stuck
cleaning things up,
doesn't it.
Yup.
Just you, me, and -
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
Well, I guess I got us
into this mess...
Guess I'll clean it up.
Or leave it for them
when they wake up.
Come on,
I'll give you a ride home.
[groaning]
I can't believe he'd leave us
here to clean up his mess.
I can't believe you
think I'm staying.
What?
[groaning]
Rory?
Yeah?
This is a big clean-up
job, all right?
It requires skill,
character...
Now, I may be taking a
big risk here, but...
I'm putting you in charge.
I won't let you down, Benny!
Thanks.
Ah!
Squirrel!
Dude, I was this close to
conjuring an invisible sandwich!
What could be so urgent that-
Oh!
No way, your learner's permit!
Yep.
This is way more important
than my Invisi-BLT.
That's right.
I'm now legal to drive.
As long as there's a licensed
driver in the car with me.
Need a babysitter
for the car too?
Lame.
And your babysitter's
a hot Sarah.
With a driver's license.
Less lame.
Yep.
Well, awesome people don't
like to brag, Benny.
Awesome people, like me.
Okay, Mr. Awesome.
Do you have a car?
No, I do not.
Leave that to Benny.
Ah, worth a shot.
Plan B...
Seriously?
This piece of junk?
Well, it's within
your price range:
zero to zilch-o.
Hey, $75, and it's yours.
Hey, Malcolm,
what's going on?
My grandpa left me all his
favourite things in his will.
So I'm selling 'em!
Huh.
Is this him?
Yeah.
Whoa, hey, are you
gonna buy that photo?
I'll throw in a
cat salt-shaker.
Family heirlooms.
Yeah, I will totally buy
something you think is worthless
and then resell it for more.
And I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah, sorry.
But, um...
I'm only interested
in the car.
Does it run?
Maybe...
if you get the squirrel's
nest out of the engine.
Just think about it,
all right?
I gotta go sell
some grandpa pants.
[squirrel noises]
Ethan!
Antique mini bullhorns.
Oh, I bet it's
worth thousands.
[makes bleating sound]
That's a hearing aid.
Ugh... Waxy.
Can you buy this car
and drive me to the nearest
bucket of mouthwash?
[sigh]
Revenge!
[laughs]
[engine starts]
Hey!
It runs!
Uh-huh!
So do I!
[lion roaring]
* She's the girl next door.
* Nice, but not
in a heart that's pure *
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
* What you get is what you see
* No more maybe
it's may believe *
* She can give you
everything you need *
* She's the girl next door.
* Nice, but not
in a heart that's pure *
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
There's no way I'm
buying that car.
When I touched it,
I had a vision.
There was a ghost
in the back seat.
Oh, back seat driver
from beyond the grave!
Bonus!
Not a bonus.
Not buying that car.
Oh, come on.
I bet the ghoul in the car
is probably not even evil.
Oh, right.
Like one of those
happy ghouls.
Likes to stick his
head out the window
like a ghost dog.
They have those?
[doorbell]
Ethan, it's me!
Coming.
I'm still gonna ask Sarah
if she'll come driving with me.
In what, your imaginary car?
What are you doing?
Shooting imaginary laser
beams into your head.
Don't!
Stop!
Hey, just the girl I need
to help get my license.
If time permits.
[laughs]
Congrats!
I was wondering whose
clunker that was outside.
Uh...
That's not my car.
So it's a little beat up.
No need to be embarrassed.
I'm not.
That's not my car.
You gonna take me for a ride?
Uh...
[chuckles]
Don't be nervous,
the car won't bite.
Uh...
Don't be so sure.
Uh...
Okay, um...
I don't have the keys.
You probably left
them in the ignition.
Rookie mistake.
Yeah.
Better buckle up.
[starts car]
[horn honking]
I'm trying!
It's okay,
I still get honked
at when I fly.
Mostly by geese,
but...
The trick is
don't go too fast.
I don't think
that's a problem.
Hey! Hey!
You stole my car!
You stole this car?
What? No!
It followed me home,
I think.
Come on!
Hey, hey!
All right, I'll knock
20 bucks off the price!
Ethan!
Hit the brakes!
I'm trying!
You crazy driver!
Sorry!
Wow.
You really do
need practice.
It wasn't me!
What's that smell?
Again, wasn't me!
No, it's blood.
Malcolm must have hurt
himself when he fell.
I should go before
I get all...
y'know...
[hisses]
Yeah, you should go.
This was a bad idea.
Well, there's
nowhere to go but -
Jail.
He'll be fine.
He'll be fine.
I'm sorry!
It wasn't me!
I'll just leave
your car here then.
Do you think anyone's
gonna blame me
for what happened to
Malcolm yesterday?
It's him!
Could be.
That's the guy!
Whoa!
He almost got me!
Nice.
Yet another reason for
girls to avoid you.
Sorry about yesterday.
Relax.
Everyone has accidents.
That's why
there's insurance.
But it wasn't me,
it was the car.
It's possessed
or something.
Oh, right!
It's a ghost car!
[mimics ghost]
Vrooom!
Don't worry, bro.
When I first started flying,
I rear-ended a 747.
Uh!
I hate airline food.
Am I right?
Dude, this will
all blow over.
I bet it already has.
You!
You tried to
run me over!
I better get my car back
by the end of the day
or I'm calling the police
and I'm going to have
your permit revoked.
Revoked!
[inhales]
Your bandages are leaking.
Just give him
the car, man.
I don't have it.
The last time I saw it,
it was on his front lawn.
Growling.
We need to find it,
all right?
No permit means no
practice-driving with Sarah.
And... uh...
Jail time.
Benny!
Okay, dude, relax.
We'll find it.
We'll make it talk.
No, no, no.
You're my sugar bear.
No, no, no, you're
my little sugar bear.
No!
You're my sugar bear, okay?
[car starts]
[engine revs]
What kind of engine is that?
[muffled cries]
There you are.
You missed class.
I ran the car's
registration number.
Can you believe it was
originally designed
to be a racer?
That clunker?
I could beat it
on my tricycle.
Your tricycle has
rocket-boosters.
Yeah, you're right.
It is a sweet ride.
Check out this old newspaper.
Malcolm's grandfather
was Manfred Bruner.
Bruner?
As in Bruner Automobiles?
That car's been in a bunch
of suspicious accidents -
all involving members
of his family.
Then it just disappeared.
Wow.
Remind me never to be related
to Malcolm Bruner.
This totally shows
that there's something
going on with that car.
How?
Suspicious accidents?
I bet that car was
possessed back then too.
This is my get out
of jail free card.
We gotta spread the word.
Word-spreading.
Okay!
[phone rings]
Hey, Rory.
What's up?
Nothing.
I just wondered if you
did the math homework yet.
Also, did you savagely chew
Derek Malvern with your car?
What? No!
Really, 'cause that's
not what everyone thinks.
This is all Ethan
Morgan's fault!
Where are you Morgan?
I'm comin' for you, Ethan!
Revoke Ethan Morgan's permit!
Revoke his permit!
Well...
At least now we know
where the car is.
Dude, the Beatles
are coming to town!
We gotta go!
Whoa.
Creepy car makeover.
I don't get it!
This car's been in two
accidents when I found it
and it looks better than ever.
Maybe one more will
get it heated seats!
Wow, looking good.
Mmmm, smelling good too.
I smell blood!
Dibs!
Whew!
Cool!
Free lucky squirrel tail!
Yeah, Malcolm did say there
was a squirrel's nest in there.
Whoa. The engine is
filled with blood.
I did not see that one coming.
Blood?
Like squirrel blood?
No, it's definitely human.
With a hint of squirrel.
A possessed car
that runs on blood?
That's it, I'm pulling
the plug right now.
[laughing]
Ow!
I think this car's
possessed by a vampire.
It just bit me.
Oh, so you're hungry,
jalopy face?
Well how 'bout a
knuckle sandwich!
It feeds like a vampire.
It regenerates like a vampire.
We'll just tell everyone
it's a vampire car.
You won't get
blamed for anything!
By reason of insanity.
I'm not worried
about me anymore.
We have to stop this car
before it hurts anyone else.
[bell rings]
Later.
You don't want both
prison AND detention.
That car has been
quiet for years.
So what's making it
all road-ragey now?
I bet its ghost-free
warranty expired.
Maybe my psychic energy
gave it a jump start.
And then it had that
squirrel nest for breakfast.
And bam!
Vampire car lives again.
So how do we stop a
vampire-possessed car?
Cut off its headlights?
Cover it in garlic?
It's a car, Benny,
not a pizza.
Fine!
So we cover it in
hot cheese first -
No, the car isn't
the problem.
The vampire possessing it is.
You think you've got a
spell to cast him out?
Is my name Benny
The Magic Man Mephistopheles?
No.
Well, it will be.
Some day.
[bell rings]
Okay, let's go
lick the ghost.
Whoa, whoa.
Maybe you should stay here.
Everyone still thinks you're
hurting people with that car.
True.
And if it runs you over next,
I shouldn't be
anywhere near it.
Exactly.
Wait, what!
You can do it, magic man.
And if you can't,
do what I do.
Call Sarah for help.
What's the problem?
It has wires, you're a geek.
Make it go!
I'm trying.
Ow!
Since when do you
need a car anyway?
It's a blood car, remember?
Every time it fills itself up,
it'll be like our own private
blood delivery service.
Sweet!
Wait...
if it still attacks people,
won't Ethan get in trouble?
If I said we were helping Ethan,
would you get back to work?
Yeah.
We're helping Ethan!
Oh, okay.
I'd better get back to work.
What are you guys doing?
Nothing.
We're gonna get Ethan out of
trouble by stealing his car!
It makes sense
when Erica says it.
We were just
trying to help out
and um...
Yeah, it was all Rory's idea.
Rory had an idea?
Why not blame space aliens!
That's more believable.
I knew it!
Stupid space aliens.
Sorry vamps,
this blood bank's about
to get closed, all right?
Permock abnar
Benny notrath-
kivento-mochoo-ose
abnar Benny notrath!
[engine starts]
No!
No, no, stay!
Nice evil car.
Nice evil car!
Nice little car!
Stop!
Back! Come back!
Please, car!
No no no no!
Nice one, Mr. Wizard.
Great spell, Benny!
Now what!
Great.
So now it's mad,
evil, AND hungry.
[squealing tires]
Help! No!
Oh, man.
Malcolm Bruner, Derek Malvern,
and now Ronnie Barnstrom.
The car claimed
its third victim.
Okay, that's weird.
Remember how the car went
after all these people
in the Bruner family ages ago?
Yeah.
Check out this family tree.
Malcolm, Derek, and Ronnie!
They're all part of
the Bruner family!
Still looking into Bruner?
You should check out
this guy, Jacob.
He's the one who built your
car in the first place.
He was in my vision!
Did you ever hear
about him being a -
Blood-sucker?
Sure.
That was after that photo
was taken, of course.
Bruner found out, and...
let's just say it's a little
tricky firing a vampire.
Let me guess.
Bruner also had a
wooden stake division?
Close, Jacob stole the car
and had a little accident
with a wooden fencepost.
Revenge!
That's what he said to me!
And now he's still
after the Bruners.
Okay, call me crazy
but I think I know where the
bite mobile's going next.
Richard Bruner!
Grandson of Manfred Bruner!
No fair,
I wanted to say that.
I did all the printing!
That kid doesn't know it,
but his days are number
thanks to you two.
We must warn him.
Richard Bruner,
grandson of Manfred Bruner!
I can't believe Richard's
butler wouldn't let us in!
Well, you wouldn't
take your shoes off.
You wouldn't either,
if you had little big toes!
It's embarrassing.
[doorbell rings]
Oh... that's Richard.
You got everything you
need for the spell?
Of course, but how did
you get him to come over?
Hi!
Is this where I'm supposed to
be for the charity photo shoot?
Charity photo shoot?
Yeah, they said they wanted
photos of me donating
these croquet mallets
to the underprivileged.
Hmm.
You look poor.
It's okay,
we don't need mallets.
I'll take them!
I'm sorry.
I had to lie to
get you over here
so I could tell you...
You're in danger.
Danger?
Of what?
A revenge obsessed car.
I do not have
time for the tales
of a mal-informed pauper.
Just, please!
You're in danger.
Benny!
[clatter]
Come on!
Okay, okay,
we got a make it rain spell,
a floating spell...
Smell like a frog spell,
I don't know why I circled that.
Wait, I got it!
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
Oh!
It worked!
I can't believe it worked!
Our lives are gonna
be so much better
now that we can knock
out anyone we want.
Yes, it looks like Richard's
psyched to be the first.
Hey, hey, whoa!
I thought we were
gonna save him -
not drain him!
We are.
I'll let him stay here,
but we need his blood
in order to lure the car
back into a trap
and destroy it
once and for all.
Glad I took that nursing
course in summer school.
I knew someone was
stealing my blood!
You told me I was
imagining it!
It's for Sarah, isn't it!
Uh...
that's not really
important right now.
First we need to
locate that car.
[engine starts]
Something tells me that's
not gonna be too hard.
[engine revs]
[beeps]
I hope this works, guys.
Of course it's gonna work;
we're wearing cool headsets.
And, uh...
make sure you buckle up.
Hey, car, look!
Who's that poor, defenceless
rich guy up ahead, huh?
[car roaring]
Oh! Uh!
[tires squeal]
Go!
Ha!
Fooled ya!
It's me, Rory!
Not Richard Bruner,
grandson of Manfred Bruner!
Let's see how scary
this clunker is
with four flat tires!
[engine roars]
Okay, that didn't work!
It's still after Bruner blood!
Erica, you take it!
Uh-uh.
If I can't drink it,
I don't want it.
Come on, guys!
I'm the only one of us
who CAN'T outrun a car.
[engine revs]
Here you go!
Let me take it!
I've got an idea.
Just give me a
head start, okay!
Ethan, no!
[tires squealing]
[grunting]
Guys!
Just let it go!
Trust me!
Just do it!
Come on!
Do what he says!
It's his
"I've got a plan" voice!
[tires squealing]
Ethan!
End of the road, carnivore!
Here, allow me.
This blood drive's over!
Thanks.
You didn't have to one-up
my victory line though.
Oh, and hey.
Bottom's up, Rory.
You earned it.
Hey, I came all this way.
You can at least
pay for dinner!
Hey, that's MY race car blood!
Guys, stop.
I got this.
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
[laughs]
Sleep tight, fangy friends.
Wait, this means we're stuck
cleaning things up,
doesn't it.
Yup.
Just you, me, and -
Sominom vis Cathra Arba Sinar!
Well, I guess I got us
into this mess...
Guess I'll clean it up.
Or leave it for them
when they wake up.
Come on,
I'll give you a ride home.
[groaning]
I can't believe he'd leave us
here to clean up his mess.
I can't believe you
think I'm staying.
What?
[groaning]
Rory?
Yeah?
This is a big clean-up
job, all right?
It requires skill,
character...
Now, I may be taking a
big risk here, but...
I'm putting you in charge.
I won't let you down, Benny!
Thanks.
Ah!
Squirrel!