Episode Report Card Erin: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Vampire LeSyd
By Erin | Season 4 | Episode 6 | Aired on 02.08.2005
Bucharest. Syd's at the safe house with Vaughn and Jack. She's wearing a white robe and looking over Cahill's drawings while she drinks a cup of tea. Jack announces that it's 11:30 PM, so they should get a move on. He tells Syd that if the Count gets suspicious of her while they're talking, the abort code is "takedown." He then tells Vaughn that he's on point while Jack will cover the back. Syd goes to take a sip of her tea and a big-ass tarantula seems to be climbing around inside the cup. Oh, ew. Spiders freak me the hell out. Syd's freaked too, because she kind of leaps back from the cup and splashes what looks like blood all over herself. She sits back down and looks down at her robe. She's covered with tea instead of blood. Vaughn's all, dude? Syd just lames that the tea was hotter than she expected. Jack and Vaughn exchange concerned glances as Syd goes off to change into her Vampire LeSydney outfit.
At the Queen of the Damned Goth Club on the corner of Bloodletting Street and Transylvania Avenue, Syd enters to the strains of "Dope Show" by Marilyn Manson. That's the best they could do for "Goth" music? I mean, I loves me some Marilyn Manson (I find him humorous in a creepy way), but dude hasn't released an album in, what, five years? I mean, besides the greatest hits and live tour albums. I would hope that good Goths everywhere would have latched onto another lingerie-wearing, blue-contact-lens-sporting, gravel-voiced freakshow with a penchant for snuff films by now.
So, whatever, Syd walks in and she's wearing Kirsten Dunst's entire costume from Interview with a Vampire. She's looking for the Count, but can't seem to see him anywhere. Jack spots him at the front bar and Syd heads that way. Jack, by the way, doesn't look out of place AT ALL in this Goth bar. Nope. Not at all. Considering the fact that he's wearing, like, a black running suit or something, I'm surprised a group of angry Goths doesn't toss his ass into a bathroom and slap some white pancake makeup and black eyeliner on him and send him on his way. So, Syd and her wig approach the Count. Syd mentions Cahill's name and says that he couldn't come, so she's here in his place. The Count tells her that they're not safe to talk out in the open, so they should talk up in some balcony. He tells her to meet him there in ten minutes, and walks away. Syd tells Jack that she's not going to wait because the Count could fly, so she follows behind him. As she walks, the Goth patrons seem to get weirder- and weirder-looking and Syd begins to imagine that they're all looking at her and toasting her and then she sees some woman making out with Vaughn over on a sofa. The guy pulls back and we see that it's not Vaughn at all, just another one of Syd's hallucinations.
Syd and her corset head up to the balcony to meet with the Count. The Count is NOT happy that Syd's there instead of Jason, and he wants to know what's wrong. Syd says Jason's sick and that she's there instead. The Count isn't buying it, so he pulls out a gun and points it at her, telling her to turn around. He slams her up against a wall and pats her down as she tells him that the Cahills are dead. The Count finds Syd's gun and freaks out, asking her if she's a cop. She just says that the Cahills are dead because of a drug and she's trying to find out what drug it is. This comment obviously hits home with the Count, because he immediately says, "Oh my god," and turns away from her. Syd's all, you know! You know what this drug is, don't you? The Count just slams the gun into her forehead and runs off. Vaughn's there to greet him, though, and shots are fired. "We're under fire!" Vaughn yells to Jack. "Takedown! Takedown!" Vaughn chases after the Count and they wind up spilling down some stairs. Vaughn knocks the Count out and turns to ask if Syd's okay. She is and so is Vaughn, even though he seems to have injured his arm. Everyone heads back to the safe house to interrogate the Count.