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In medieval legend, a succubus is refered to a female demon which comes to men, especially monks, in their dreams to seduce them and have sexual intercourse with them, drawing energy from the men to live, often until the point of exhaustion or death. This legend was an explanation for the phenomena of wet dreams and sleep paralysis.
Coreen: Delcious until proven guilty.
Vicki: Glad I'm not the one writing the report.
Mike: Murder by jealousy demon, second degree- yeah, it practically writes itself doesn't it?
Henry: (to the jealousy demon) Sorry, love, already dead.
Coreen: (about the demon Megaera) She's one of the Furies, the angry ones.
Henry: (to Mike) Relative of yours?
Henry: (to Mike) Tell me, Detective. Do you sleep with your windows open?
Vicki: I repeat, focus!
Emmanuel: I didn't do anything...that people didn't want me to do.
Mike: Is Henry working this with you?
Vicki: He is. And you're killing the moment, in case you were wondering.
Mike: Well, you know, wouldn't want to kill the moment, but, um...C'mon, Vick, I just don't want to see you get hurt.
Vicki: I'm going to try to remember this is coming out of your concern for me, not out of some kind of caveman complex.
Mike: (as Vicki's leaving) Why can't it be both?
(Vicki steps into the mansion Mike is investigating)
Mike: What, we have plans?
Vicki: Well, that depends. You get that raise?
Mike: (laughs) Yeah. Yeah, and I bought this place with it, too.
Vicki: Hmm. Well, in that case, I am free for dinner.
Mike: Oh, well, that's good to hear. Let me just, uh, clean up this mess and we'll be on our way, alright?
Vicki: Well, this mess is why I'm here. My client called.
(her client, Gary, comes down the stairs)
Gary: (to Vicki, referring to his wife) She's dead.
Vicki: (gestures to her face) Oh, no, this is, um, this is my relieved face.
Henry: Because finding me in your bed, running my hands all over your body would be...horrible.
Vicki: Well, unless you were invited.
Henry: I'm all ears.
Vicki: Obviously, here's the catch. You're a vampire, I'm a half-blind private investigator. These stories always end up tragic.
Henry: We could beat the odds.
Vicki: I'm not much of a gambler. 'Night, Hank.
(Vicki turns and leaves)
Henry: We could cuddle after!
Vicki: (about the gardener, Emmanuel) So he's handsome. There's no crime in noticing.
Henry: You don't sound like a cop talking about a suspect.
Vicki: I'm trained to notice details.
Henry: So am I. Like your heart beating faster.
Vicki: Too much caffeine.
Henry: If you need to relax, I can quote you some poetry.
Vicki: You could try.
Henry: Apparently it works.
Vicki: (as Henry is leaning closer to Vicki to kiss her) If you want to know what works...you can get the garbage on your way out.
(Henry lets out a growl and quickly leaves)
Henry: Are you always this paranoid?
Vicki: (referring to her client, Mr. Howsen) Well, he doesn't have an alibi. He also doesn't have a ghost, or a monster, or a zombie. Hmm, this'll be great!
Henry: So you say. But your eyes say something else.
Henry: Your eyes say that plain old murder's boring. They say that supernatural, other-worldly, freaky...turns you on.
Vicki: It always has to come back to you, doesn't it?
Henry: This could be your fate, Vicki.
Vicki: Fate, right. Yeah, like I'm fated to go blind, like I'm fated to bring hell to earth.
Vicki: You're not gonna, you know, bite them, are you?
Henry: Are you gonna tell me I can't?
Vicki: It's just that it's not exactly protocol.
Henry: You are gonna tell me I can't.
Vicki: Well, it's an investigation, not a… picnic.
Henry: I'm not going to.
Vicki: Bite them?
Henry: Bite them.
Vicki: Do you really want to find out if your wife is cheating, Mr. Howsen, or do you want to stay married?
Gary: Yes… and yes.
(After Vicki has a very real dream)
Vicki: (awkwardly) You weren't just… over at my place, you know, somehow… um, like in bed with me, running your hands all over my body, that kind of thing?
Henry: That depends, were you enjoying it?
Vicki: (exasperated) Henry!
Vicki: Are you sure?
Henry: I think I'd remember.
Vicki: (scoffs) You golf?
Henry: (offended) My father killed the Scottish king. Yes, I golf.
Henry: (Getting out his car) You're a child Cellucci, cutting me off at the light.
Mike: You've been driving for what, ninety years, and you still choke at a yellow? It's pathetic.
(while Henry and Emmanuel discuss women and romance in this century)
Mike: So what about him?
Vicki: Henry's free to do what he wants.
Mike: Not him, the other freak. Will he be staying or what?
Bruce: (to the demon Megaera) Not them! I'm the angry one!
Vicki: She's a jealousy demon, you idiot!
(after Emmanuel is caught in Vicki's incubus trap)
Emmanuel: I must say Vicki. I'm very disappointed in you.
Vicki: You should try it from my side.
(after Mike walks in on Henry and Vicki kissing)
Henry: How did you get in?
(Mike shows off his key)
Vicki: You were supposed to give that back!
(she grabs for the key, but he pulls it away)
Mike: (sarcastically) Sorry.
(Vicki prepares to lure the incubus into a trap)
Coreen: I know this might be hard for you, but try to be in an open, receptive mood.
Vicki: Okay, open and receptive...to a demon coming to kill me. Sure.
Henry: (runs up and kisses Vicki; smiles) Open yet?
(about setting a trap for the incubus)
Coreen: I'd volunteer, but the bait has to be sexually frustrated. (looks at Vicki)
Vicki: I'm not sexually frustrated. (Coreen continues staring) Not sexually frustrated.
Coreen: So when the incubus visited you the other night, what, he took the wrong exit?
Mike: You mean, don't mistake an incubus for a vampire? (pauses) I can't believe I just said that.
Vicki: I thought you were irresistible.
Coreen: You resist him.
Henry: (about the ladies at the country club) The incubus got to them first.
Vicki: Meanwhile, we're gonna go back to "Richie Rich" estates, I wanna search the gardener's cottage.
Coreen: I wanna search the gardener.
Vicki: He's our suspect.
Coreen: Delicious, until proven guilty.
Vicki: You're kinda twisted, has anyone ever told you that?
Vicki: Except, a couple of nights ago, I had this dream.
Coreen: With which one, Henry or Mike?
Vicki: Neither. It was like someone was in bed with me and I was feeling hands touching me. Rubbing me everywhere.
Coreen: Did it feel real?
Vicki: It was a dream, but it felt real. Really real.
Coreen: Sounds like an incubus.
Vicki: Listen Mike, all I know is that everytime I needed him in my corner he has been there. I trust him.
(about Vicki's longing)
Emmanuel: You don't have to explain.
Mike & Henry: No, explain!
(after Henry does something with his hand over Vicki's drink)
Vicki: Where have your hands been tonight?
Henry: Ask me again in a couple of hours.
Original International Air Dates:
Canada: September 17, 2007 on Citytv
United Kingdom: September 20, 2007 on Living TV
Czech Republic: May 19, 2010 on AXN
In the books, Mike doesn't investigate Henry to this extent but in the series he is. He is also collecting pictures from old cases that look like the suspect should be "Henry" or so he hopes.
Mike has keys to Vicki's apartment in both the series and the books.
Scenes from this episode were filmed first when shooting began. The sets needed for the pilot were not ready yet.
In Western medieval legend, an incubus is a demon (male/human) supposed to lie upon sleepers, especially women, in order to have sexual intercourse with them. The reason believed for doing so was to spawn another incubus. The incubus drains energy from the woman it engages sexual intercourse with in order to sustain its life force.
The title of this episode could refer to the Nazareth song of the same title.
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