Let the Right One In

I believe your son was on something.

My boy was getting back on track.

He even started going to NA.

You may have noticed that tonight's group

was sparsely attended?

Dealers like to set up shop

outside of meetings.

Three months.

I haven't had a drink, much less a drug.

I am clean.

What do you know about this drug?

A couple of weeks ago, I was coming out

of an AA meeting, and this guy asked me

if I wanted to make some money.

He's just a middleman, but I heard him talking about

some woman who's in charge

- of this whole thing. - What woman?

You walk barefoot in the snow,

your eyes glow,

you're super fast and strong.

What are you?

If I tell you something,

you have to promise you won't tell anyone.

Your sister just had a big breakthrough.

You're gonna be feeling better in no time.

Thank you for getting his hopes up.

I really appreciate the guarantee.

You're not your dad.

I've seen you do in weeks

what he couldn't do in years.

I'll bet on you.

What are you doing here, sir?

- I drive for a living. - A chauffeur?

I'm thinking you need to find out who owns that car,

and if that man was lying to me.

Yes, sir.

Please, let him go.

He's got nothing to do with this.

And when he helped you move a body?

Oh, fuck.

You're gonna tell me who you are,

why you lied to my boss

or after I kill you, I'm gonna kill your friend.

Start talking.

Okay, okay.

The body in the duffle bag.

Yes.

That was my dealer?

I'm not gonna ask again.

- Yes. - You killed him?

Yes.

Why?

This is going nowhere.

Because I needed his blood.

Do you know what's in your drug?

Do you know why people who take it cannot go in the sun?

Why their eyes glow in the dark?

You-you-you don't, do you?

I need to talk to the person in charge.

You're dictating terms?

I'm asking, please.

The person responsible for this drug,

is that your boss, or-or is it the woman?

What did you just say?

Your dealer said there was a woman in charge.

What else did he tell you?

Nothing.

- What else did he tell you? - Easy, brother...

You're a vampire?

But you don't have fangs.

They only come out when I need them.

But I've never bitten anyone.

You said you drink blood.

From people?

- Do you kill them? - I've never killed anyone.

Then how do you get the blood?

You can't ask me that.

- Why? - You just can't.

You have to go, now.

You're not gonna tell her, are you?

- I don't know. - Isaiah.

Get out of here now.

You all right?-

He's dead?

Okay, all right.

Stay here, okay?

Hey.-

I thought I was the only one here.

- Chef! Uh... No, no, no. - Me and Zeke are...

- Shutting it down? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- So... you can go. - We'll take care of everything.

I don't mind.

No, really, uh...

It's the least I can do after

all you did for me tonight.

It was a beautiful night, wasn't it?

Oh.

All right. Let me just say bye to Zeke before I leave.

- No, no, no! - He's...

Of course he is.

Lightweight.

What the fuck are you doing?

No!

Man, no.

- Listen. - No.

Zeke, listen to me.

This guy was gonna kill us both.

You saved our lives.

And not only ours.

Ellie would've had to feed in a few days.

You saved that person's life, too.

Don't you get that we're dead?

- No, we're not. - Oh,

when his people figure out what happened, I'm dead.

- They won't figure it out. - You're dead!

- They won't figure it out! - Now listen.

This shit's not coming back at you, or me.

I promise.

How you figure that?

'Cause this is not my first time doing this.

I'm gonna make all this look right, okay?

All I want from you is to do exactly what I say.

His car must be parked around here somewhere.

It can't stay here.

Okay? I need you to find it and pull it out back.

Go on. Go.

Mm.

Thanks again for watching Isaiah.

Oh.

Don't forget this.

- Look, I'm an asshole. - No, I wasn't trying to be

- passive-aggressive, but... - I know, but you were right.

And if your instinct tells you there's more to this case than...

My instinct says that what happened in those sewers

was just the beginning.

There's something new out there.

Something... big.

I think Frank might be mixed up in it.

You know where he is?

Last time I spoke to him,

he said he'd gotten an apartment.

Shouldn't be too hard to track down the lease.

Oh.

Ah.

Car is parked out back.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Set the timer on your phone to 36 minutes.

Why?

That's how long you got.

Yeah.

I'll meet you at my place in a few hours.

Go!

How'd it go?

You did good.

Yeah?

Did Claire-Bear

put Humpty-Dumpty back together again?

No. What did I say about the voice?

Am I really gonna look like me again?

It's too soon to know anything...

but this part went really well.

Now your only job is to rest, okay?

Yeah. You, too.

I don't know if you're asleep.

But you don't have to be scared of me.

I promise you don't.

Dad, there's something I need to...

Uncle Zeke?

Where's Dad?

What's going on?

What are you doing?!

Your father said you need to drink this.

- No! - Eleanor.

No. I'm not hungry.

Well, you will be in a few days.

Not for at least a week, maybe two.

Please, sweetheart.

- It's about to go bad. - I don't care.

- Eleanor... - I don't care!

Eleanor, drink the goddamn blood!

Yeah, come in.

- Hi. - Hey.

- How's Peter feeling? - Um, he's okay, I think.

You? Are you feeling any aftereffects from the...?

No. I feel good.

Clear.

What's wrong?

Did you know my dad had put a lien on the house?

Yeah.

- You knew? - No, it's fine, Claire.

He set everything up before he died.

He said as long as we keep making monthly payments,

we're good.

Well, in a shocking turn of events,

my father was full of shit.

Either we pay what's owed on the house,

in full, or we have to sell it.

What? No, this can't be right.

If I lose the house, I lose the lab.

If I lose the lab, I lose any hope at curing... Peter.