"Devenit un vinator." "Stefan, she is coming." "Yeah, I'll be there in just one second." "Hey, Trey, let's go." "Sweet, bro." "Let me see." "I'm sorry." "Hey, I'm Nicole." "You must be Charlotte, right?" "From the all girls Catholic school?" "Yeah, San Marino's." "Right, yeah." "They send out that stupid bio thing about your roomie." "Yeah, I got it too." "Are you from around here?" "Sort of." "That must be nice." "Mm, debatable." "Plus my parents live, like, an hour away, so you know they're going to be dropping in at all the wrong times." "Maybe we could coordinate, get the parents' visits done at the same time?" "Oh, my parents won't be coming." "How come?" "I don't have any." "Oh." "I'm sorry, I... didn't mean to pry." "I mean, they didn't put that in the bio." "It's okay." "It was a long time ago." "So you're here on some sort of athletic scholarship, right?" "Fencing." "Right." "Oh, my friend Eliza's on the team." "Oh, it'll be nice to meet her." "Oh, you will, but nice is subjective." "She's kind of an acquired taste." "Do you need help bringing in the rest of your stuff?" "No, this is everything." "Oh." "Cool." "I'm actually going to head down to the campus center, get something to eat." "Do you want to come?" "I have a job interview." "Really?" "Where?" "The coffeehouse on Main." "Oh, my friend Chris is the manager there." "Is he nice?" "Oh, he's great." "He's super nice." "That's probably why we're just friends." "See you later." "See you." "I worked at an Italian coffee shop for two years." "Really, how do you make a macchiato?" "Freshly ground and brewed espresso with a dollop of milk, froth 260 degrees." "And then you just pour in the steamed milk to finish it off?" "Yeah, if they ordered a cappuccino, not a macchiato." "But then again, I didn't work at one of those big chain coffeehouses where everything you order turns into a latte." "Coffee is... one thing, but dealing with a rowdy mob of hung over college seniors is another, so maybe I'll... start you off slow." "A few afternoon shifts till you get more comfortable?" "That sound good?" "Yeah, sounds great." "Great." "What size are you?" "Excuse me?" "Size..." "Our uniform." "Just a simple skirt and a black top." "Exactly... how you wear it is totally up to you, but, yeah, some of the girls really work for their tips." "Oh, small." "Small, okay, great." "I'll go grab one." "Okay." "Thanks." "♪ And don't be afraid" "♪ Now things are looking better ♪" "♪ Looking better" "♪ Looking better..." "Oh..." "Close the blinds, please." "Oh, excuse me." "I'm sorry." "It's impossible not be drawn to the views here, but I've just had laser surgery, and my eyes are quite sensitive." "Oh, of course." "Now, I'm sorry I'm late." "You must be Charlotte Hawthorn." "It's nice to meet you, Dr. Duncan." "Likewise." "Please, have a seat." "How are you finding everything?" "It's great." "You all settled in?" "Pretty much." "Hmm." "The Trust Scholarship." "Personally, I find it quite an accomplishment for someone who's been through what you have." "But I think that's what the Trust saw in you, real character." "I promise to do whatever it takes to not let anyone down." "Well, I can't pretend it's going to be easy." "You're going to be put through a lot, full course load, new environment, the fencing team." "That's a lot of pressure." "And you have an obligation to perform." "The scholarship is by no means unconditional." "Thanks." "I'll be fine." "'Cause there's no going back." "It's not really an option." "I... have to get going." "Please, Charlotte, I want you to think of me as a resource, hmm?" "Anything you need, anything at all, my door is always open." "I appreciate that." "Okay." "My pleasure." "Take... it easy." "You trying to kill somebody?" "I'm sorry." "That's all right." "But you shouldn't be walking alone at night, Charlotte." "Do I know you?" "Professor Cole." "I teach English literature here, as well as being your new fencing coach." "Nice to meet you." "It's nice to meet you, too." "I believe you're fencing for me this season." "Yes, I am." "I'll see you in practice." "Okay." "Oh, for protection." "Hurry up." "I'm hurrying." "I'm hurrying." "Just pick an outfit." "It's not a big deal." "Yeah, it is a big deal." "Put something on, anything." "And this over here is interesting in a thrift store kind of way." "What's she like?" "I just met her." "She seems nice." "Oh, "nice."" "Shut up." "Oh, and here she is." "Charlotte, Eliza." "Eliza, Charlotte." "Hi." "Charlotte's on the fencing team." "No shit?" "I don't see it." "Mm-hmm." "Scholarship and everything." "You know that there's a new fencing coach." "The last one had a terrible accident and is dead as disco." "Eliza." "I just met him." "Oh, really?" "You met the dead guy?" "The new coach." "Is he as hot as everyone says?" "I don't know." "He seemed interesting." "Interesting?" "Did he show you his sword?" "Oh, Eliza." "Ow!" "Oh, come on." "What?" "Really?" "You need to make an impression tonight." "What's the matter with this?" "Tits up, ass out." "Do you want to come, Charlotte?" "I don't know." "She doesn't know." "Come on." "I had a busy day." "Maybe some other time." "Yeah, maybe another time." "Okay, how do I look?" "Oh, I'd fuck you." "Now let's go!" "Okay, let's go, slut." "Mary freaking Charlotte." "She's a virgin." "Be nice." "Oh, Nicole, another little project for you." "It's like reality TV." "The Real Students of North Summit." "Hey, did you hear that?" "Yeah, that's what I came out here to see." "It's crazy." "Uh..." "Oh, my..." "I'm sorry." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Please, you can come out now." "I'm so sorry." "I got home and you weren't here." "I thought you slipped out." "No." "I'm sorry." "I should have knocked." "Knock?" "This is your room, too." "Where'd you go, anyway?" "I went for a walk." "In your nightgown?" "Oh, I have class in, like, 20 minutes." "I have Mythology." "Me, too, do you want to walk to class together?" "Yeah." "I saw Chris at the party last night." "Yeah?" "Mm-hmm." "He thinks you're cute." "Really?" "Mm-hmm." "Cute is death." "We got to work on that." "I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you okay?" "I... saw your bag in the bathroom." "That's an awful lot of medicine." "I've got vaso-thalassemia." "It's a blood disorder." "Sounds awful." "Is it serious?" "It's hereditary." "They expected it to be much worse, but they say my body's strong." "I keep fighting it off." "Is that what your mother had?" "Yeah, that's what she died from." "So you have no other family at all?" "Mm, nope." "Well, you do now." "Ahem!" "Welcome, everyone." "Hello, Professor Cole." "I can see this is gonna be an easy class to attend." "Monsters." "Myth, reality?" "Maybe a combination of both." "These glorified monsters have graced the pages of our literature, our plays, our cinema our nightmares, even our very religions." "But is it all fictional?" "Fairy tale?" "Can we not draw similarities between, say, a devil... and a vampire?" "Or better yet, a dinosaur and a dragon?" "Or a Neanderthal... to an ogre?" "Are you okay?" "Are these myths primitive man's quest to answer the unanswerable?" "Is there a connection between these myths, these creatures, and all of us?" "The subject of this semester will be to answer that very question by following the clue trail through literature and art of the ages" "Oh." "That's a scary beast." "He's your coach too?" "Let's open up..." "Jeez, maybe I should take up fencing." "♪ Green and blue" "♪ Just like me..." "Thanks." "You look great." "I don't know." "No, trust me, you do." "Jeez." "Nice reflexes." "Um... just fluff." "Hate to see what you do to the guy who holds a door open for you." "Sorry." "Just trying to help." "Hey." "Hello." "Hello again." "You're new?" "Yeah, it's my first day." "Well, second." "What can I get you?" "Charlotte, this is Daciana." "She's a regular." "Oolong tea with a splash of milk, but she'll want to watch you add the milk." "Just go with it." "Your necklace, where did you get it?" "It was my mother's." "May I?" "It's a bloodstone." "Devenit un vinator." "Devenit un... vinator." "I don't understand what you're saying." "Here you go." "Okay." "You must come see me right away." "Okay." "You come soon." "Well, that was weird, even by her standards." "Well, if it isn't Sister Mary Charlotte." "What's up, scholarship queen?" "Hey." ""Hey"?" "I'm the squad captain." "You'll address me as such." "We clear, rookie?" "Okay, yeah." "Captain." "Don't let the schoolgirl thing throw you." "I hear she's a cutthroat with the foil." "Oh, we'll have to see about that." "Fencers at the ready." "En garde." "Single lunge, go." "En garde." "Again, go." "Nice lines, Charlotte." "Very nice lines." "En garde." "Relax, ladies." "Sarah, I want you to fence with Charlotte." "Ladies, step off the piste, please." "Fencers, salute." "Fencers, ready?" "Yes." "Yes." "En garde." "Fence." "Point Charlotte." "Sarah, take a seat." "Eliza." "Take her down." "Fencers, salute." "Fencers, ready?" "Yes!" "Yes." "En garde." "Fence." "Point Charlotte." "Whoa." "Eliza's pissed." "Good job." "Did you hear the coach?" "He's like, "Good job, Charlotte."" "Basically, "You're my new favorite, Charlotte."" "Hey, Eliza." "Chris." "Hey." "Heard some of the girls mumbling your name as they left." "Yeah, I had a really good practice." "I don't think that's what they were saying." "What are you doing here?" "Oh, you left without your share of the tips." "Oh, I could have gotten this later." "Yeah, but you just started, so you're not gonna get your first paycheck for a couple weeks." "That was really nice." "It's not that big a deal." "I was passing through anyway." "So where you headed?" "The library." "I have to study." "Wow, you're driven." "Do you sleep?" "Not enough." "Yeah, my freshman year, I didn't sleep much either." "When I did, it was usually in class." "Yeah, I can't... do that." "Well, you are rooming with Nicole, aren't you?" "Yeah, why?" "Her and Eliza like to go out a lot." "I've noticed that." "They're going to drag you into their world." "No, they're not." "Oh, really?" "Stubborn." "No, I'm just determined." "Charlotte." "Hi." "Everything okay?" "Um, this is Chris." "He's my manager at the coffee shop I work at." "Dr. Duncan, how are you?" "Hello, Chris." "Long time." "Nice to see you." "I'll... see you Tuesday." "Yeah." "Okay." "It looked as though you had an excellent practice today." "Yeah." "Let's just make sure you keep your focus where it should be." "Hmm?" "Of course." "Stop." "Ow." "Let's go, rookie, now." "Up on the chairs." "Get up, ladies." "You're such a pussy." "It's going to be real simple, ladies." "I'll ask you the questions, and if you answer them correctly, you don't drink and keep your clothes on." "Make sure you stay warm over there, suckers." "Answer three correctly, and you get to step down and join the team." "Easy enough, right?" "If you get them wrong, you drink and you lose an item of clothing." "If you fall off your podium, you drink and undress." "If you make some sissy little face, you drink and undress." "If you talk, you drink and undress." "I..." "I... don't drink." "You don't drink?" "Well, you do now, sister." "You just talked." "Drink, let's go." "Don't make me force you." "Come on." "Chug it." "There, granny panties." "Here's another." "All right, retards." "First question." "What year did fencing become an Olympic sport?" "They don't know." "Pathetic." "Drink up." "It was 1896, retards." "Chug it back." "Clothing off, let's go." "Want to see some ta-tas." "Take it off, ladies." "I could do this all night, ladies." "Let's do this." "Drink it, ladies." "It's cold out." "All right." "Which North Summit student qualified for the Olympic trials in fencing?" "Got to know this one." "Oh, come on." "Easy." "What?" "!" "What a sorry bunch." "It was me, you idiots." "Let's go, chug it back." "Fail!" "I am personally offended." "I should make you bitches drink twice for that one." "Drink up." "Hurry, hurry." "Drink, bitches." "Drink, drink." "That's it, clothing off." "Strip it down." "You did it to yourselves." "Okay, here we go." "I can't." "Why?" "I feel funny." "You're supposed to." "It's okay." "It's okay." "We will make your life a living hell, scholarship queen." "You want in, you drink." "Oh!" "Rookie down!" "Rookie down!" "Rookie down!" "Free pour!" "One, one thousand!" "Two, one thousand!" "Three, one thousand!" "Four, one thousand!" "Five, one thousand!" "Oh, my God." "Get back up." "Let's go." "On your feet." "20 bucks she's going to puke." "All right, maggots." "This one should be a no brainer." "How many championships has North Summit won?" "Five." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Did you say five?" "I didn't ask how many fencing championships." "Including all athletics, North Summit has brought home 23 championships since it opened its doors." "Drink up, rookies." "Drink, drink, drink!" "Go, chug." "Chug, chug, chug." "Stripping, take it off." "Take off your shirts, ladies." "Oh, free pour." "I wanna do this one personally." "Come on, scholarship queen." "Chin up." "Oh, chug it." "One, one thousand!" "Two, one thousand!" "Three, one thousand!" "Four, one thousand!" "Five, one thousand, oh!" "Church mouse had her first free pour." "Ladies and gentlemen... how many of you still think Hey." "You got what it takes to be on this team?" "I got your back, okay?" "There are more questions, ladies." "I'm so drunk." "Ah, yeah, yeah..." "Yeah, really." "Girls!" "Get going." "Going to get yourselves expelled." "Yeah." "What do you want?" "No." "Come here." "Go on, come here." "Yeah." "Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh." "It's okay." "Shit." "What is a monster?" "What makes a monster?" "Is it our perception of their actions that makes them a monster?" "Is them being transformed into some creature of the night?" ""How blessed are some people's lives who have no fear, no dread, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly... and brings with it nothing but sweet dreams."" "Ahem." "That's a quote from Bram Stoker's Dracula." "Now, who is the author talking about here?" "Is it the innocent people who sleep unknowing, uncaring that creatures may stalk the night?" "Or is he talking about the monster himself, the creature of the night that wishes for a moment, however slight, to be human again?" "Now, in Frankenstein, Shelley creates a monster that, in many ways, is more human than the man who created him." "Now, what is Shelley trying to say?" "Perhaps that even the most horrid of monsters longs to be human and to love." "Oh, did I wake you?" "Sorry about that." "I'm sorry." "I just..." "Ahem." "Should I be concerned about you?" "Please don't be." "I'm fine." "You've been drinking." "You have so much promise, Charlotte." "Don't squander it." "I won't." "Oh, just do me one favor, would you?" "No nodding off on the piste, okay?" "All right." "I'll see you at practice." "Oh, yeah." "Charlotte?" "Hey, you okay?" "Yeah, just having a really shitty day." "Okay, listen, take a break." "I got this." "No, I got it." "No, no." "I said take a break." "I got it." "Really, just get some rest." "I'll clock you out, okay?" "It's okay." "Okay." "All right." "Hey." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "Seriously, though, are you okay?" "I'm just... really hung over." "Oh." "Water, Ibuprofen, and toast." "What?" "Water, Ibuprofen, and toast." "Trust me." "Take that, you'll feel better in no time." "I hope so." "Never fails." "Oh, yeah, and some lady came around to drop off a book." "Her name was, like, Dacia or Deana or something like that." "Daciana?" "Yeah, I think so." "She was kind of intense." "Hey." "Hi." "Feeling better?" "I don't know." "You know, last year, during finals week, one of the staff seniors freaked out so badly, threw about 30 mugs against the wall." "Gosh, I hope I wasn't that bad." "Charlotte, it was just a tray." "You don't quit, do you?" "Not until you start talking." "Uh-uh." "No?" "You know, I actually have to get going to the gym." "Great." "I'll walk with you." "Okay." "What?" "It's walking." "Walk with me, it's easy." "Start by standing, perfect." "Excellent, really." "And then you just one foot, two..." "You're like a pro." "Amazing." "The two mugs you broke..." "Yeah?" "...those were my favorites." "Just so you know." "Stop it." "No, I'm serious." "You're welcome." "There's a few friends going camping this weekend." "It's nothing major." "It's not... far." "It's just off campus, but there's a great lake and campground, and I thought it would be nice if you came along." "Nicole will be there too." "It's..." "I'll think about it." "All right, well, listen, you can have your own tent." "I've got lots of gear, and I don't want to give you the wrong idea." "I just thought that it would be nice if we got to spend more time together." "Is it a bad thing?" "I don't know." "I'll think about it." "Okay, all right." "Don't make me use a pick up line." "Oh, please don't." "Let me know." "I have to get out of here." "Hello, Char." "Look, I know what it's like." "I've been there before." "Excuse me?" "Like the whole bitch thing, it's an act, it's a self defense mechanism, 'cause I know that guys can be such assholes." "But I... don't have to tell you." "You can see a guy like Chris coming a mile away, right?" "He's used to getting what he wants." "What do you mean?" "Like I said, I've been there before." "But now you know, so he's not going to win that bet." "Bet?" "Yeah." "It's a disgusting frat thing, a contest." "You're a virgin, right?" "Look, I thought it would take a couple weeks, but he says he can bag you in a few days." "Hold your ground, sister." "Heather, deeper in the lunge." "More extension." "Nice." "Very good." "Charlotte, sloppy." "Look at your footwork." "Just act, don't think." "Okay, ladies, take a break." "Bring it in." "Good work, ladies." "I'm proud of you." "Now, as you can see, our rookies have shown a lot of promise, but they're not ready to represent the team on Thursday for our first match." "Kelly and Sarah, Heather, Fran, and Lucy will be representing the team." "Good work, ladies." "Hit the showers." "Congrats, Fran." "That's great." "Congrats." "I'll see you." "Somebody got schooled in there." "Leave her alone." "Just ignore her." "It's okay." "Everybody has off days." "Listen, I don't think you're used to drinking that much, are you?" "No, I can't remember much about that night." "Really?" "Hmm." "Do you remember this?" "Okay, guess you don't want to remember." "Sarah, I..." "I got it." "I'm sorry." "Mm-hmm." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Are you okay?" "I fell... or I fainted or..." "Did you... hit your head?" "Are you hurt?" "I'm fine, I'm fine." "Yeah, I'm fine." "I stopped by your work." "They said you weren't feeling well." "Yeah, I wasn't, and then" "I... went to fencing practice, and then..." "Are you sure everything's okay?" "Yeah, just I need to go back to the dorm and get some rest." "Well, Charlotte, we should talk." "Charlotte." "I got to go." "Char?" "Are you okay?" "Char?" "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "Are you sure?" "Fine." "Okay." "Fencers, ready?" "Yes." "En garde." "Fence." "Charlotte, focus." "That's not good enough, Charlotte." "Footwork is sloppy." "Okay." "Bring it in." "Good work today, ladies." "That's it for today." "Cutting it short." "Hit the showers." "Charlotte." "Join me for a second." "Come on." "This is your moment, Charlotte." "Don't let it go." "You're the only person that's standing in your way." "I'm just going through something." "Do you know how a sword is made?" "Through fire." "There's a moment... a very brief moment where the steel is soft... and vulnerable... and ready to be shaped." "Charlotte, that's where you're at." "Hey, I can see your pain, your struggle, but there's passion in there." "I know it." "And all you have to do is tap into it." "See?" "Right there." "That's it instinct, fast and sharp." "You didn't think." "You acted." "Okay?" "Charlotte, through fire." "Good." "Let it go." "Grab your mask." "En garde." "It's there, Charlotte." "I can feel it." "No." "Good." "And again." "Stop thinking." "Better, again." "Faster." "Faster, Charlotte." "Get up." "That's it." "There it is." "You're bleeding." "I shouldn't have." "You can go." "It's nothing..." "Leave, now!" "Something wrong?" "No." "You haven't really said a word to me." "You know, the camping trip's tomorrow." "I know." "So have you thought about coming?" "No." "So you're not coming?" "No." "Hey... what's wrong?" "Nothing." "Nothing, I mean, you want me to believe that?" "You can believe whatever you want to believe." "Charlotte, just talk to me." "You're obviously angry." "It's better than being deceitful." "And that's my shift." "Hey, Charlotte." "Do you want to join us?" "Sorry." "I... have a thing." "Shut up." "Bye." "Shut up." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "What are you doing back here?" "I didn't know anyone was here." "I just needed some space." "I'm sorry about earlier, my behavior." "Sometimes I just get carried away." "I just want to see my athletes reach their full potential." "I needed it." "I needed to get angry." "I've been holding it in for so long." "I feel so alone here." "Come here." "Locking up." "Dr. Duncan." "Professor Cole." "May I come in?" "Please." "Can I get you something to drink, Scotch?" "No, thank you." "Water, perhaps." "Okay." "Please, have a seat." "No, thank you." "I'd rather stand." "There's been a complaint." "Oh, this is difficult." "May I be blunt?" "I'd prefer it." "There's been..." "an accusation regarding some inappropriate behavior between yourself and one of the students." "That's preposterous." "With who?" "Charlotte Hawthorn." "She came to you?" "No." "Hmm." "Seems as though a jealous student has taken issue with preferential treatment." "Well, it's a serious charge, and I have to investigate." "Of course." "These young girls and their overactive imaginations." "I... never said your accuser was a girl." "No, I did." "I'll have to file a report." "Understood." "Let me get you that water and I'll answer any questions you have." "Professor Cole?" "Professor Cole." "Professor Cole!" "Let me see your palm." "It's okay." "Ouch." "What, are you crazy?" "Listen." "You're not sleeping much, are you?" "Visions." "Waking dreams." "How do you know that?" "You want answers, give me your hand." "Hold." "Here." "Now watch." "Nosferatu sânge." "What is that?" "It's vampire blood." "Vampire blood?" "Is this a joke?" "Oh, this is no joke." "This is your fate." "Your blood has been altered." "Well, I... have a disease." "It's nonsense." "Hundreds of years ago, your ancestor Sorina... she became a vampire." "Her daughter was stolen away from her before she could be attacked by her own mother." "How do you know what happened to my ancestors hundreds of years ago?" "Because my ancestors were there." "We helped create your bloodline." "I was drawn here just like you were." "It is my destiny to help you." "What do you mean, you created my bloodline?" "The only way that we could stop these creatures was to use their own blood to transform their offspring." "This would heighten the senses, make her... aware." "Sorina arrived at the end of the ritual, furious... and she vented her rage on a man who sacrificed himself." "Go to hell." "Stefan." "You see?" "You see?" "It's burning your skin." "This necklace was crafted to warn when a vampire is near." "Devenit un vinator." ""Become the hunter."" "Your mother died before she could teach you and train you, and so you are vulnerable." "Tell me, are you a virgin?" "Why?" "When a vampire finds a virgin from the creature who bit him, from the bloodline, he can use this pure blood to change back into his human form, but only if the virgin, you, Charlotte," "only if you give yourself to him willingly." "But if I can just end it, then... why don't I just give myself to him?" "It will end for him, yes, but for you," "Charlotte... you will suffer for eternity in hell." "Slay him, or be slain, that is the only way." "That is the way of the dhampir." "Vampire hunter?" "This is crazy." "No, no, this is your fate." "No." "Charlotte." "You must accept it." "Naughty girl." "What's going on?" "What happened?" "Oh, you didn't hear?" "No, what?" "Dr. Duncan is dead." "They found him on the interstate." "He'd been attacked by some kind of animal." "Hey." "Hey." "Did you hear about Dr. Duncan?" "Yeah." "Awful." "I was so worried about you." "Chris was, too." "I'm sure." "Well, what's going on?" "Eliza told me about the bet." "Extra points for a virgin." "No, Chris would never, ever do that." "Eliza's lying." "She's jealous." "I get it, your life is a lot more tough than most." "Maybe you should take a break." "Take a break?" "You walk a minute in my shoes, and then try and tell me that, okay?" "I'm sorry." "Oh, my God." "Charlotte." "Am I bleeding?" "What?" "Am I bleeding?" "Do you see blood?" "Yes, of course." "You're bleeding." "You see it?" "Yes, there's blood." "There's blood?" "You're bleeding." "Charlotte, you're not alone." "Chris and I are your friends." "I'm sorry." "There's nothing to be sorry about." "Can I still go with you guys camping?" "Yes." "Can I borrow some clothes?" "Oh, my God, yes, I thought you would never ask." "I liked it." "I've been waiting for something." "Thank you, yeah." "Little bit." "Come on, come on." "Thank you." "I liked it." "It was too much swearing." "It was not too much swearing." "I can show you too much swearing." "I can show you..." "Move." "...more than..." "No, don't." "Let's go." "Okay, we'll see you guys later." "See you later." "You deserve a back rub." "Yeah." "Later, skater." "Later." "Yeah, later." "Come here." "You want to go for a walk?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Let's go." "Watch your step." "Oh." "Like there." "You good?" "Mm-hmm." "Let's go back." "Okay?" "No." "Make love to me." "Are you sure?" "Yeah." "Okay." "What is it?" "Okay, just... tell me what happened." "I don't know, I was with my friends and Chris." "Then..." "Okay, but what... did you see?" "Anything?" "I don't know, it was really dark and really fast." "Could it have been an animal or something?" "I don't know." "Charlotte." "Charlotte." "Cole." "I've been waiting for you." "Cole." "En garde." "I have waited your entire life for this moment." "You killed my friends." "I did not choose to be this way." "I am what your family made me." "All I want is to be human again." "I have spent hundreds of years waiting for this very moment." "Charlotte... be mine." "Show me the monster." "I'm not afraid." "You could not love such a creature." "Show me." "I need to know." "Please." "You're beautiful, Stefan."