Baron Blood Page #5
- PG
- Year:
- 1972
- 90 min
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I understand your apprehension, sir.
In view of the strange things
she appears to have seen...
to leave my employment.
I hope this talk isn't going to give
this young lady nightmares.
She's my daughter, Gretchen.
Hello, Gretchen.
Lovely child!
Oh, I am very happy to announce...
that I have completed
the restoration of the castle,
including a few items
that may surprise even you, dear Eva.
Why don't you drop by this evening?
- Well, I don't know, sir...
- All of you! All of you, of course.
I promise you won't be disappointed,
Doctor HummeI.
Thank you.
Oh, and do be carefuI
As you know, they can be
quite treacherous after dark.
UntiI tonight, then!
Mr Becker is the ghost.
- What do you mean, darling?
- I'd know him anywhere.
His eyes burn like fire.
All right, Gretchen,
that's enough now.
Go out and play, yeah?
Let's go and wash up first.
Then you can go out
and play in the garden.
- Wait a moment!
- Hmm?
- What do we really know about Becker?
- Personally, nothing.
Who is he?
Where did he come from?
Why did he...
How is it he suddenly appeared
at the auction?
And where did he get his money?
It's true, his background
has a little mystery about it.
And another thing,
he's the only one who's not afraid
to stay by himself in the castle.
And then his invitation for tonight
was pretty weird.
- And yet, what about his face?
- What do you mean?
You know, the man who was in my room,
who chased me all over the castle...
he wasn't even human-looking.
I don't know.
If he is the baron, it's possible that he has
the power to change his appearance.
But you know, I remember now
that when I mentioned the name
of Elisabeth Hlle for the first time,
Herr Becker looked...
well, he looked stricken.
If Becker is the baron,
then you must realise how dangerous it is
to go to the castle tonight.
There are too many unknown quantities
to this mystery,
and there's no logicaI procedure
to its solution.
We can't drop everything
right now, just when...
Just when it may seem
too dangerous to go further, Peter?
But Uncle, we must go!
It's the only way we can get the proof.
If only we knew
what Elisabeth Hlle meant...
when she said
we had the power to destroy him.
Maybe she meant the amulet.
The amulet!
Peter, look!
What?
Up there, that painting!
- Isn't that the one we saw...?
- The night of the incantation, exactly!
Good evening,
my dear friends.
Please... please come in.
I am really delighted
to see you.
I was afraid
you might have changed your minds.
Come!
- Good evening, Mr Becker.
- I'm so glad you could come, Doctor.
- Um, Herr Becker...
- Isn't that Baron von Kleist?
Yes, I believe it to be the only true portrait
of the baron in existence.
Well, it really seems very odd to me,
Herr Becker,
that the whole painting was restored,
except for the face.
Artistic integrity, dear Eva.
Since no one knows
what the baron actually looked like...
would you have a painter give him a face
that wasn't truly his own?
I understand
that he was a sadist and a murderer.
Sadist? Murderer?
Matters of terminology.
Insane?
Hmm...
He was much too clever.
But such cleverness goes hand in hand
with insanity, don't you think?
You are the scientist, Doctor.
But let's not bore these children
with clinicaI analyses!
I'd like to show you
something more realistic.
Excuse me, dear Eva.
Now, if you'll all just follow me,
please.
- Well, what do you think?
- Did you see that?
My God, it's pretty startling, even for
a castle like Schloss des Teufels.
But they seem so life-like.
Anybody would think they were reaI.
- A magnificent effect, Herr Becker.
- If it is just an effect!
Oh, Peter. I've restored
not only the furniture of the castle...
I've tried to recreate the atmosphere,
the personality of its originaI owner.
The baron's will
not only dominated this castle...
but all the valley below.
The people were necessary
only for his convenience.
Those whom he found inconvenient...
Follow me.
I'm particularly pleased...
with the meticulous and exacting
restoration of this dungeon.
With a little imagination you should
be able to envision the tortures...
and hear the screams
Those recorded screams
in the baron's day were reaI.
Hours perhaps. Entertaining?
It's disgusting and horrible, and I...
I'd like to leave, please.
It's all very fascinating,
but I'm afraid, we must be going.
- May we assist you upstairs?
- Thank you, no.
But please come back.
There are many more things
I would like to ask you, Herr Becker.
- Perhaps you would like to stay.
- Peter, please.
- I understand.
- Let's go.
It was a pleasure.
Good night.
Do come back soon
for a longer visit.
A much longer visit...
Auf Wiedersehen.
I'm sure he's the baron.
But if he is,
why did he let us go?
Possibly he's just playing a game.
- Do you have the amulet?
- Oh yes, it's here.
We've got to try to send his ghost back.
Hurry! Let's go.
But let's talk to him
before sending him back.
This opportunity
Think what it would mean to actually
speak with someone from the past.
- Peter, please.
- Peter!
You've unleashed
a monster on the world.
- You must try to send him back.
- Oh...
I am disappointed, Doctor.
Is your scientific interest waning?
For a man in your position...
I would have expected
more intellectuaI curiosity.
- Baron Otto von Kleist!
- What a pity...
You are Baron von Kleist!
...that circumstances
oblige me to eliminate...
my only living male descendant.
Go back! Go back!
Go back!
Go back to wherever you came from!
- Go back!
- Child...
Do you think you can destroy me
with a trinket?
Good shot, Doctor!
No! No!
the exquisite agony...
...the fate you'd planned for me.
Only, luckily for you,
there will be no coming back.
No!
You shall join the others...
the miserable beings
- You shall die!
- No! No!
Eva!
Hurry!
The baron of
blood and eviI shall be destroyed...
... only by those
he has himself destroyed.
You, his victims,
have the power to crush him...
and make him suffer
the agonies of hell.
Use it, before it's too late.
It's the monster!
He's coming!
Eva, don't!
It's the monster!
No!
Get a hold of yourself!
No!
No! No!
Hurry, hurry, Peter.
Come! Hurry! Hurry!
Are you OK?
No, don't look back, Evie.
Leave
the last blow for me, Elisabeth Hlle.
Let me please, please...
Let me cut into his heart.
Please!
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