[♪]
OLIVIA: Jasper?
[♪]
JASPER: Thought this might interest you.
He's from Brazil.
Yours, Roger King.
[♪]
SARA: His eyes blazed with a sort of demonic fury,
and he suddenly made a grab at my throat.
I drew away, and his hand touched the string of
beads which held the crucifix.
It made an instant change...
SARA: Felix!
SARA: Where did you get those?
FELIX: I mailed away for them from my occult magazine.
Scared you, didn't I.
SARA: Where are you going?
[whispers]
OLIVIA: Jasper ?
JASPER: Let's see what you can do.
OLIVIA: Jasper...
[screams]
JASPER: Olivia?
The door.
OLIVIA: [screams]
Jasper!
JASPER: He's gone.
OLIVIA: I'm sorry.
JASPER: I've told you before.
There's nothing to be afraid of in here.
OLIVIA: Oh, I've ruined your experiment.
JASPER: No.
OLIVIA: I'm sorry. I'm just frightened of bats.
JASPER: You're shivering
OLIVIA: Oh, Jasper. You've been bitten.
JASPER: Must've cut myself on the cage door.
OLIVIA: I'll get a bandage.
JASPER: It's nothing. It's barely punctured the skin.
OLIVIA: Jasper I wish I could be more help in your work.
JASPER: You'd best be getting inside.
I'll tidy up in here.
Make sure everything is a constant 38 degrees...
got to settle my bats...
[♪]
[bell rings]
JANET: Oh heaven's sake. A ringing tea kettle.
What will that man think of next.
JANET: Oh Olivia.
What about a lace valence?
OLIVIA: I don't think so.
Jasper's tastes are very simple.
HETTY: Very like the man.
[coughs]
SARA: Where is Uncle Jasper?
OLIVIA: He's still asleep.
OLIVIA: He was up until dawn with his bats.
FELIX: Bats!
OLIVIA: Yes he was very excited by his new vampire
spectrum - whatever that may be.
OLIVIA: Then, one of his bats escaped.
My fault, I'm afraid.
JANET: I noticed the workshop windows were all boarded up.
OLIVIA: Bats are creatures of the night.
Jasper's not looking himself, working in the
dark all the time.
FELIX: Has Jasper ever been to Transylvania?
JASPER: No. Can't say that I have.
Morning, ladies.
JANET: Jasper.
HETTY: Good afternoon.
FELIX: Do you know that there's .. there's blood
on your neck!
JASPER: Must've nicked myself shaving.
OLIVIA: Jasper!
That's the second time in less than twelve hours.
He cut himself yesterday.
I was convinced he'd been bitten by a bat.
FELIX: What are those red marks on your throat?
JANET: Oh, Felix! Please!
OLIVIA: Oh Jasper.
I must be putting too much starch in your collars.
JASPER: Oh, no. Everything you do is wonderful.
JANET: Felix! It's impolite to stare.
HETTY: That man has bats alright.
Bats in his belfry.
JANET: Oh well. He obviously adores Olivia.
Anyone can see that...
FELIX: I always knew there was something strange
about Jasper.
SARA: What do you mean?
FELIX: He's a vampire.
SARA: Felix ... he's an eccentric scientist.
FELIX: You saw the blood on his neck!
And he spends all his nights alone with bats!
FELIX: You heard aunt Olivia.
He has a vampire bat in his workshop!
And what about Vlad the Impaler - the first Dracula.
He was real. Hundreds of years ago.
Who knows how many of them there are now.
Where there's one - there's others.
SARA: This might require closer study.
We'll need lots of information on bats and vampires.
FELIX: I've got all the information I need right here.
FELIX: How do you think Mr. Stoker knew so much
about vampires.
This whole book is made up from letters and people's diaries.
It's all true. Every word.
HETTY: Sara!
Sara Stanley! Are you reading in bed again?
Come on. Hand over the book.
SARA: Sorry, Aunt Hetty.
HETTY: Little Women.
My very favourite when I was young, of course.
HETTY: I'll take it with me just to spare you the temptation.
Off with the lamp. Now, go to sleep. There's a good girl.
SARA: Yes, Aunt Hetty.
OLIVIA: Jasper, hold still. I'm almost done...
JASPER: I don't know why tradition dictates that
men wear collars at all.
It impedes circulation to the brain.
OLIVIA: Well, this one'll be a lot more comfortable.
I didn't put as much starch in it.
JASPER: Have I ever told you, Mrs. Dale, that you
have delectable digits?
OLIVIA: No. I don't believe you have.
JASPER: Tasty wrist.
Scrumptious forearms.
OLIVIA: Mr. Dale, I... I have to prepare supper.
JASPER: Not before I taste those tantalizing lips ...
[doorbell]
JASPER: [gasps]
I'd almost forgotten?
OLIVIA: What?
JASPER: Sydney Carver!
I have to meet his coach at half-past three.
OLIVIA: Who?
JASPER: He edits the Journal of the
Royal Society of Naturalist.
He's taken a keen interest in my work.
Wants to publish an article on my research
on bats of Prince Edward Island.
JASPER: Oh, I'm sorry. I should have told you.
OLIVIA: Well. Here you go.
FELIX: Hey Sara - wait!
SARA: Aunt Hetty, I'll meet you in there. Alright?
HETTY: Alright. Don't be long.
SARA: So what did you find out?
FELIX: Well, Doctor Blair has no reports of
strange animal bites.
And he doesn't think that Jasper is anymore peculiar than usual.
What'd you find out?
SARA: Reverend Fitzsimmons thinks I have an
overactive imagination.
Though he did seem to know a great deal about vampires.
FELIX: Must've learned it in divinity school.
ELVIRA: Oh and Hetty, if you see Jasper Dale,
you could tell him that his moths are here.
RACHEL: Moths?
ELVIRA: A hundred pounds of them.
He says they're for his bats.
RACHEL: His bats!
What on earth will that man get up to next?
HETTY: It so happens, Rachel Lynde, that
Jasper Dales's engaged in some highly important research.
RACHEL: He's batty, that's what.
JASPER: Who-oah!
JASPER: Dr. Carver is on the Maritime tour.
I'm honoured he's taken an interest in my work.
OLIVIA: I just wish the house were more presentable.
JASPER: He'll be staying at the White Sands Hotel.
But I've asked him to dinner.
Mr. Carver? Very nice to meet you. Let me take your bag.
WOMAN: Excuse me. Are you Mr. Dale?
JASPER: Jasper C. Dale.
WOMAN: Sydney... Sydney Carver. So pleased to meet you.
JASPER: Oh yes. Yes. Um, yes.
Yes, yes... Sydney Carver.
FELIX: See. What'd I tell you.
Where there's one vampire, there's others.
SYDNEY: Wonderful. Quite wonderful.
Your husband is very ingenious man.
You must be very proud.
OLIVIA: Oh, I am! Are you married, Miss Carver?
SYDNEY: Sydney. Call me Sydney.
In a manner of speaking, yes. I'm married to science.
OLIVIA: Oh I see...
SYDNEY: My father was the late Dr. Isaac Carver,
recently honoured by the Royal Zoological Society.
He raised me as a son to follow in his footsteps.
SYDNEY: Ah gallus domesticus?
OLIVIA: Oh no it's a plain chicken
SYDNEY: Exactly.
SYDNEY: I first fell in love with chiroptera when
I was fifteen years old.
OLIVIA: Chiroptera?
JASPER: Bats, Olivia.
SYDNEY: I discovered an orphan who'd fallen from his roost.
I named him Basil and fed him on live crickets.
JASPER: I've had great success with... moths.
They can't seem to get enough of them.
SYDNEY: I was fascinated by your abstract on
chiroptera navigation.
As I wrote to you, I'm very anxious to publish
your article in the next issue of our journal.
JASPER: Oh, uh... Wonderful.
It's only a theory, of course.
SYDNEY: Yes, but it's a brilliant one!
If you are correct, you explain one of the
great mysteries of the natural world.
OLIVIA: More gallus domesticus anyone?
JASPER: The key must lie with bat's hearing!
Spallanzani proved quite conclusively that
deaf bats are completely disoriented.
SYDNEY: Tell me about your sound generator.
JASPER: Well, I haven't perfected it yet - but if
my theory is correct, it will prove that bats
transmit a sound that is beyond our range of hearing.
Based on Hertz's work..
SYDNEY: On electromagnetic echo-location?
JASPER: Exactly. I'll show it to you if you like!
SYDNEY: Would you.
JASPER: Ya.
OLIVIA: Oh Jasper...
JASPER: Just be a few minutes.
Olivia's a little put off by my bats.
SYDNEY: Who is Olivia?
OLIVIA: Well, you could at least have finished your dinner.
SYDNEY: Did you know that Hertz was a great friend
of my father's?
JASPER: Really?
SYDNEY: Yes. Wonderful, wonderful man.
SYDNEY: Is this a flying machine!
JASPER: Well, not quite. I haven't yet
worked out the bugs...
JASPER: My theory, you see is that bats navigate
by echo-location.
Um, that is they bounce sound waves off objects around them.
SYDNEY: Of course, reverberation gives the bat its bearings,
but what is the sound and how is the sound produced.
JASPER: Ah well, see, I haven't quite worked that out yet,
but think of the possibilties... ships could
bounce sound off the rocks in the reefs around them
flying machines could navigate at night...
SYDNEY: It's endless.
JASPER: Mmm hmm, yeah.
SYDNEY: [gasps] What's this?
JASPER: I hope to discover the frequency of sound,
produced by the bat.
Hear it?
SYDNEY: Yes...
JASPER: Here we go...
i'll go right to the top end.
SYDNEY: Going up.
[bat sounds]
JASPER: So far, I am unsuccessful.
SYDNEY: But you will succeed, I know.
JASPER: My own belief is that bats use the
higher frequencies of sound, that's outside of
the range of human hearing.
SYDNEY: Believe it or not, I am currently experimenting
with low frequencies!
JASPER: I'll run him through my... aerial obstacle course.
This one's done quite well on this course.
Off you go!
OLIVIA: Tea!
JASPER: What an outstanding scientific mind.
OLIVIA: I'm glad she made such an impression.
JASPER: And her interests are so diverse.
You know she's personally classified three new species
of chiroptera.
OLIVIA: I didn't think much of her dress, I thought it
made her look too pale.
JASPER: Well, I didn't think so.
Oh, all and all... a most enjoyable evening.
OLIVIA: Jasper what are you doing?
JASPER: Amos Fry, has um..
whoops, got a snowy owl, in his woods.
So, Sydney and I are going to have a look at it.
See if we can catch him.
You should come. Made a few sandwiches.
OLIVIA: Jasper, today's the day that you're supposed to
come with me, to photograph the Fultons.
It's their 50th wedding anniversary.
JASPER: Oh no, I totally forgot.
Uh, would you be able to do it for me then?
Manage on your own?
I'd really like top lay my hands on the snowy owl,
for my flight experiments, and Sydney, um, Miss Carver...
she's waiting.
OLIVIA: Jasper?!
JASPER: You go and do the interview today...
I'll go an photograph them tomorrow? Hmm?
[humming]
Goodbye.
MAN: Found Jasper Dale and scientist lady down by
my pond the yesterday.
He claimed he was showing her the local bird.
MAN 2: I'll bet that's not all he was showing her..
[laughs]
HETTY: And they say women are gossips.
Hold still, sonny.
MAN: Well, they were getting along like a house on fire.
Two cracked peas in a pod.
MAN 2: Olivia will have to put a leash on Jasper,
before he strays.
HETTY: Pfft, nonsense.
If there's one thing to be said for Jasper Dale
it's that he's devoted to Olivia, so...
MAN 2: You were saying Hetty...
That sly dog, I never thought he had it in him.
SARA: It's true, she's pretty enough to be
chosen by a vampire.
FELIX: Think about it Sara. She appeared out of nowhere,
she's always with Jasper.
SARA: She is awfully pale.
Aunt Hetty says she squints because her eyes are so
sensitive to sunlight.
FELIX: Wish I could get a good look at her teeth.
SARA: She must be working for a vampire.
What normal woman would spend all her time with bats?
FELIX: Or Jasper Dale?
SARA: Where's Dracula?
SARA: I know, we'll search the workshop while they're gone.
FELIX: Right. Maybe we'll find a vampire's coffin. Come on.
JASPER: I intend to run the experiments again,
see using the snowy owl.
Have you ever seen one?
SYDNEY: Unfortunately not.
Only in a museum.
JASPER: The island is a wealth of natural beauty
and history.
JASPER: Alright?
SYDNEY: Yes...
JASPER: We've got molluscs, lampshells, crustaceans -
SYDNEY: Strangely enough I've never collected a fossil.
What is the technique?
JASPER: Well. You have to be gentle.
You work with the stress lines of the rock.
SYDNEY: Sounds highly pleasurable.
JASPER: Here we are.
JASPER: There he is.
SYDNEY: Where is he?
JASPER: And what a beauty.
SYDNEY: May I?
JASPER: Caught in the string.
SYDNEY: Oh so sorry.
JASPER: Have to ask Spry to string the nets over
the top of the trees.
FELIX: Hey. It's open.
SARA: The poor thing.
FELIX: Vampyrum... - it says vampire.
SARA: A lost soul, deprived of eternal rest.
FELIX: Sara! Look...!
SARA: A coffin! According to the book, it's where the vampire
sleeps, it's filled with sacred dirt from their home.
FELIX: It won't open.
SARA: If we find the vampire in this coffin,
we can destroy him then Miss Carver will go back where
she came from and Jasper will be free.
FELIX: I can't look.
SARA: It's nothing. It's just some old bottles .
FELIX: They're marked 'poison'!
SARA: It's just developing fluid.
FELIX: Hey. What's this for?
[bats squeaking]
FELIX: [screams]
It's got me! It's got me!
HETTY: Olivia!
OLIVIA: Oh, Hetty. I have to finish my article...
HETTY: It'll have to wait, Olivia.
There's important matters to discuss.
Inside. Go on.
HETTY: You know I don't wish to interfere
OLIVIA: Good.
HETTY: Olivia, if you love Jasper, and I know that you do,
though for the life of me, I can't fathom why,
you've got to do something.
OLIVIA: What do you mean, Hetty?
HETTY: What do I mean?
Surely, you can't be oblivious not to have
notice what everyone else in Avonlea has.
I mean, Jasper - and that woman.
OLIVIA: Hetty, if you're hinting at anything...
HETTY: Not me. Certainly not.
Gracious providence, you know how people talk.
OLIVIA: Oh let them talk.
I think it's invigorating for Jasper to have someone
with whom he can share his work.
HETTY: Why can't he share it with you?
You're an intelligent woman. You're a King.
OLIVIA: Hetty, if it isn't bothering me, why should
it bother you - or Rachel Lynde, or anyone else in
Avonlea for that matter.
HETTY: I see. Merely trying to offer some sisterly advice.
OLIVIA: I know but when I want your advice,
I'll ask for it. Now, I have to finish this article.
FELIX: I wish we had garlic.
SARA: I'm sure onion will do just as well.
FELIX: I don't want to be a vampire!
I hate the taste of blood!
SARA: It was only a stuffed bat.
still, it's better be safe than sorry.
FELIX: Oh this stinks!
SARA: You must always wear this to protect you.
HETTY: Children I...
What is that smell? Are you cooking?
SARA: No , Aunt Hetty.
HETTY: Felix. Let me see. Ooh. What happened to your hand?
FELIX: I was bit by a b...
SARA: A cat!
HETTY: Well serves you right, no doubt for
teasing your pets!
I'm surprised your mother doesn't keep
a closer watch on you.
Now hold still.
FELIX: Ow!
HETTY: What is that odour?
SYDNEY: Well now. Now you're quite, quite
certain that I won't be an intrusion?
JASPER: Not at all! I appreciate your help with the article.
SYDNEY: Oh. You are very kind, Mr. Dale. Very kind indeed.
JASPER: Thank you.
OLIVIA: The legs support the uropatagium and the
plagiopatagium
OLIVIA: Why can't they just speak English?
JASPER: Olivia! Olivia! You should have come with us!
We had an exciting day!
OLIVIA: Jasper, what are all those suitcases doing here?
JASPER: Oh Sydney that is Miss Carver.
She offered to stay and help me polish the article.
OLIVIA: Jasper, I feel you should have consulted me first!
JASPER: Oh um...
I'm sorry. It was truly inconsiderate of me.
OLIVIA: Oh, Jasper.
JASPER: I didn't even think of the inconvenience for you.
Forgive me?
OLIVIA: Of course...
JASPER: I promise I'll try to improve myself.
How absent-minded I am, and I promise...
Oh, no. That's too heavy! That's too heavy!
Let me take that...
SARA: Alright, I've made a list of the characteristics
of a vampire from the book by Jonathan Harker.
FELIX: I think they're getting longer.
Oh, Sara, you have to do something.
SARA: I am. We have to be scientific about this.
Have you noticed anything strange about your nose.
Are the nostrils arched.
FELIX: Sort of. I think they're changing too.
SARA: Well, your eyebrows aren't bushy or together.
Ruddy lips ...
I guess that would have to be a yes.
FELIX: And my skin's very pale.
SARA: Let me see your fingers.
FELIX: What? What!
SARA: Your ears are pale, and kinda pointed.
FELIX: Sara, I'm turning into a vampire while
you read your list.
SARA: Are there hairs in the palms of your hands?
SARA: Are your eyes blazing red with demonic fury?
FELIX: I'm doomed.
SARA: We'll save you Felix.
We'll find the vampire and vanquish him.
Then, you and Jasper will return to your normal selves.
HETTY: No it can't be. Jasper'd invite that woman to
stay in your very own home!
OLIVIA: No Hetty. He didn't invite her.
She invited herself.
HETTY: Brazen hussy!
OLIVIA: I know Jasper loves me.
HETTY: And so he should!
You're far too good for him, Olivia.
OLIVIA: He doesn't even see her as a woman.
But you should see his face light up as soon as
she talks about science.
HETTY: Well, there's nothing that woman can do
that you can't do, Olivia Dale as well or better!
HETTY: Here we are.
I'll tutor you myself if I have to!
JASPER: I'm afraid I disagree.
I think the bats do emit the sound themselves and
we've just not yet been able to measure it.
SYDNEY: My own work with bats in Ohio leads me to
believe that the beating of their wings creates
the soundwaves which echo back to them.
SARA: These onions are particularly delicious,
Miss Carver.
SYDNEY: Oh no thank you Marjorie dear.
They disagree with me.
SARA: What about garlic?
SYDNEY: Garlic? No, no. I don't enjoy garlic either.
HETTY: Sara.
HETTY: We saw a lovely bird this afternoon...
What was it called, Olivia?
OLIVIA: Accipiter gentilis.
A northern goshawk...
JASPER: I didn't realize you'd taken up zoology, Olivia?
OLIVIA: I'm thinking of starting a nature column for the paper.
We could work on it together...
JASPER: What a splendid idea!
SYDNEY: Did you realize, Ophelia dear that birds
are evolved from pterodactyls?
HETTY: Rubbish!
They were created on the fifth day of Genesis.
Just as the Bible says.
[bangs on table]
JASPER: Charles Darwin would not agree.
HETTY: Darwin?
JASPER: Yes Darwin.
HETTY: That man's an atheist!
You may choose to be descended from apes,
if you like Jasper Dale, but we Kings are certainly not!
SARA: There's a... there's a full moon, tonight.
SYDNEY: A wonderful night for our outing.
OLIVIA: Your outing?
JASPER: We're going to the caves... the bat caves.
I must get some photographs to accompany my article.
HETTY: At night?
SYDNEY: Bats are nocturnal creatures, Helen dear.
HETTY: Well then you'd best go with them, Olivia.
OLIVIA: I'd like to go...
JASPER: I though you were rather put off by bats.
SARA: I'll go! Please, Aunt Hetty?
HETTY: Certainly not! The very idea...
SYDNEY: Don't worry I'll take good care of your
husband, Mrs. Dale.
HETTY: That's what we're all afraid of.
SYDNEY: Warm buns?
HETTY: Goodnight, Sara dear. Sleep well.
SARA: Goodnight, Aunt Hetty...
FELIX: This better be important Sara...
SARA: Uncle Jasper's taking that Woman to the bat cave!
FELIX: The bat cave!
SARA: It must be the lair of Dracula, himself.
SARA: Here. I've brought everything we need.
The mallet, a cross, the book and this...
FELIX: A wooden stake!
SARA: Come on.
JASPER: Bats could be your first science article
for the newspaper.
They're hibernating. No need to be fearful.
OLIVIA: I suppose... Oh Jasper, I just...
I want to be part of your work so much but, I can't
face a cave filled with bats, even if they are sleeping.
SYDNEY: Alright.
OLIVIA: You changed your dress...
SYDNEY: Yes, I suppose I did.
JASPER: Goodbye, my love. Won't be long...
SYDNEY: What a lovely night.
Look a full moon perfect for our purpose.
JASPER: This way...
SYDNEY: You've only to lead and I shall follow, Mr. Dale.
JASPER: Well Miss Carv...
JASPER: You have to step carefully -
the ground is treacherous.
[♪]
JASPER: There are several tunnels.
[♪]
They look quite similar. Did you hear a rustle.
No, it's this way.
[♪]
FELIX: Hurry, we'll lose them!
[♪]
OLIVIA: Oh I'm such a coward.
[♪]
SARA: We'll never find them.
FELIX: They went this way! I'm positive.
FELIX: Sara! Help...
SARA: Felix...
SARA: Felix! Say something!
FELIX: I'm down here...
FELIX: Sara, be careful...
SARA: I'll save you, Felix!
SARA: Oh no...
[♪]
OLIVIA: Jasper...
SYDNEY: What an absolutely extraordinary sight!
JASPER: Careful not to disturb them...
SYDNEY: This is nature at her darkest and most mysterious!
It sends shivers up and down my spine.
JASPER: I'm glad you like it.
SYDNEY: Like it?
I'm in ecstasy!
JASPER: Oh, oh...!
SYDNEY: Are you in pain?
JASPER: No, no. It's nothing.
I best set up the...
JASPER: Thank you.
[♪]
OLIVIA: [screams]
Courage Olivia!
[♪]
FELIX: What was that?
FELIX: The vampire...
SARA: Here hold this...
OLIVIA: Jasper... ?
SARA: It's Aunt Olivia!
FELIX: We're saved!
SARA: & FELIX: Aunt Olivia!
Aunt Olivia, down here!
[♪]
SYDNEY: All my life, I've been waiting for someone
like you...
JASPER: Me...?
SYDNEY: A partner, a soulmate, a man who
is not terrified by my towering intellect.
JASPER: I think there's been a terrible mistake...
SYDNEY: There's no mistake!
We were meant for each other! And you know it.
JASPER: You're not being rational.
SYDNEY: We think the same thoughts.
My god, we even study the same phenomena.
JASPER: Ahhh!
[bats shrieking]
OLIVIA: Of all the silly ridiculous stunts...
OLIVIA: Do I smell onions?
SARA: Look!
[screams]
OLIVIA: Run, children...
OLIVIA: Jasper...!?
SYDNEY: I'm awfully sorry. I don't know what came over me.
JASPER: We'll pretend it never happened.
SYDNEY: You must think I'm such a fool.
JASPER: I think you're a very fine scientist.
But our association is strictly professional.
SYDNEY: Oh I see that now. Yes.
JASPER: I'm a happily married man.
Very happily married.
SYDNEY: I'll just make my way back then.
OLIVIA: Oh Jasper...
JASPER: Olivia!
OLIVIA: Oh Jasper...
JASPER: What?
OLIVIA: I've been so foolish.
I was so jealous of Sydney, and I thought she
was so clever and she's a scientist and...
JASPER: No, no you're a newspaperwoman and you're
the woman I love.
OLIVIA: I love you too, Jasper.
[♪]
HETTY: So the next time you find yourselves
trapped on a ledge in a cave, full of bats, in the
middle of the night, you can stay there!
JANET: Oh the two of you should be locked in your
rooms and not allowed out until you're adults!
HETTY: It's this book! This book is to blame!
Giving you outlandish notions!
From now on, you'll read only the books we approve of.
Preposterous!
HETTY: The very idea that Jasper Dale could be a vampire!
SYDNEY: Goodbye Mrs. Dale...
OLIVIA: Goodbye Miss Carver.
SYDNEY: Your husband is a magnificent specimen.
I envy your good fortune.
[♪]
SYDNEY: I trust we shall always be partners in
science Mr. Dale!
Farewell! Farewell!
[♪]