Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter Page #3

As a matter of fact, I am.

All right, what about a little test?

What's the law for free

slaves in the North?

According to the Fugitive

Slave Act of 1793,

enforcing Article four, section two,

of the United States Constitution,

"All runaway slaves must be

returned to their owners."

However, personal liberty

laws state that

"Anyone who is born free"

"cannot be taken under this act."

I heard a good woman once say

"Until all men are free,"

"we're all slaves."

Will?

Will Johnson.

How did you...?

I was back home

and heard you moved here.

Studying to be a lawyer.

That's good.

I am in need of a good lawyer.

What, are you in

some kind of trouble?

I was freeing slaves down

South on the rail road,

hoping to find my brother down there.

Some bounty hunters got after me.

Said I was a runaway.

I need a writ, Abe,

saying I was born free.

You know, Will...

Come on.

Hey.

Speed, this is Will Johnson.

Will Johnson, my oldest

friend in the world.

The store isn't

going to run itself, Abe.

I will have him back as soon

as possible, Mr. Speed.

I promise.

You're getting tall, Abe.

Look like you still don't eat

much, either.

You still afraid of the dark, too?

Not so much any more.

That's him, Abe.

That's the guy

that's been chasing me.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen,

I am sure we can work this out.

Now I suggest you walk away, son.

No, sir, I suggest you do.

I have sent word to Senator Nolan.

He will have you out soon.

You're far too kind, Miss Todd.

And he's far too ugly

to have a woman like you.

I think common-looking people

are the best in the world.

That's why the Lord

makes so many of them.

I just thank God he was there.

But I won't always be there.

Mary,

what if something was going

on, something terrible,

and you knew that there was no way

on earth that one man could stop it?

What would you do?

Well,

I wouldn't back away from what's

right just because it's hard.

My father used to say,

"Plant your feet and stand firm."

"The only question is

where to put your feet."

We may fail in this fight.

We may only shatter the

tranquil veil of oppression,

but we must not be deterred.

For ours is a just and noble cause.

The cause of freedom.

The very cause upon which

our founding fathers built

this great nation.

A voice like that is too strong

to be stuck keeping shop.

I am actually studying

to be a lawyer.

Ah. Well, Mr. Lincoln, maybe it's

time you thought about politics.

I can connect you

with the right people.

Thank you, Senator Nolan.

A pleasure young man. The same.

You're on your way, Mr. Lincoln.

I sent you to Springfield

to hunt vampires,

not to chase votes.

Lesson one, always have

a contingency plan.

If vampire hunting doesn't pan out,

I need a career to fall back on.

I am being serious.

So am I, Henry.

I have done everything

you have asked of me.

Every letter, every name,

but never the letter I wait for,

and never the name I want most.

When do I get to kill Jack Barts?

Barts knows about Mary.

It's time.

Abraham,

be careful.

Abraham-f***ing-Linc...

Oh. Missed again.

I hope you're better with an

axe than you were with a gun.

Come on, Lincoln.

Catch me before I get to Mary.

Catch me if you can, boy.

There's thousands of us here.

He won't stop until this

whole country is ours.

And they will be coming for you now.

Ask your friend, Henry.

You shut your mouth,

you stupid whore.

Give me what I need, or

I will knock your teeth out.

You lying son of a b*tch.

God damn it.

No, Abe, stop.

You weren't ready to know.

What, that you are a vampire?

You are not the only one

who has lost everything to vampires.

Just because the carriage stops,

doesn't mean we have to.

Get in the carriage.

Take this.

Run. Just run.

Henry.

Her soul was pure.

But yours, Henry...

It's one of God's little tricks.

Vampires cannot kill their own kind.

Only the living can kill the dead.

Welcome to the family.

You can't save the world,

and the ones you love, Lincoln.

You need to make a choice.

I am sorry,

but goodbye.

Abe.

Mary.

What on earth are you doing?

Come on in.

What are you hiding? Nothing.

Abe?

It's nothing.

Abe, I know when you're lying.

What are you hiding from me?

All right.

I didn't want to tell you this way.

This is....

....not the way that I planned it.

But if you really must know,

Mary Todd,

will you make me the happiest of men?

And do you, Abraham,

promise to love her, comfort her,

be honorable and honest

with her in all things,

in sickness and health,

till death do you part?

I do.

Then by the power vested

in me by almighty God,

in the great state of illinois,

I now pronounce you

man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Your mother would be so proud.

Thank you, Will.

I am happy you could be here.

You're the only family I have.

Except for this one.

Congratulations.

May I introduce Mr. Henry Sturges.

My wife, Mary.

And my dear friend, Will Johnson.

Heavens, Mr. Sturges, you're

as chilly as the winter wind.

Henry, please.

I am afraid that's a hazard

of carrying one's own bottle.

Well, you know what they say,

"Cold hands, warm heart."

Yes, but I highly doubt that.

Mr. Sturges is a business associate.

Yes, I thought we could

talk a little business.

Oh, of course.

If you will excuse me.

What the hell are you doing here?

Be cautious, Abraham.

One forgets how easily we can

lose the most precious things.

They don't even know who I am.

Go upriver.

Invite this Mr. Lincoln to

join us at the plantation.

We're going to throw

a ball in his honor.

What makes you think he will accept?

I think we can find a way to tempt him.

It's a good book. It's good.

Get him.

Abe.

We have got a problem.

They took Will.

What are you going to do?

I am going to accept his invitation.

Speed deserved to know the

truth of what we were about to face.

I told him everything.

Not knowing if he would

believe me or think me mad.

Not knowing if he would have the

courage to face the monsters

that I had come to know.

You and me, Abraham, together

we can accomplish anything.

There are no slaves.

Where are they?

I was just wondering that.

Something isn't right about this, Abe.

Yeah.

I don't know how to dance.

Don't worry, I will teach you.

Wait here.

Ladies and gentlemen,

dinner is served.

Bravo, Mr. Lincoln.

Bravo. You're even

better than I'd heard.

A shame to sacrifice

so many of my best men,

but I needed to know

if you're up to the task.

What do you want with me?

To see you liberated.

To see you rise up

and destroy your oppressor.

That's interesting advice,

coming from a slave owner.

Men have enslaved each other

since they invented gods

to forgive them for doing it.

I have seen Jews build Egypt's glory.

Seen Christians

thrown to lions with my own eyes.

And I have seen Africans sell

their own kind to Europeans.

May I share one of the

revelations of my 5,000 years?

We're all slaves to something.

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