Dracula's Daughter
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- 1936
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Look!
He's dead. His neck's broken. Ohh.
What's been going on here?
Murder, my friend.
Murder?
- Did you do this?
- No.
The body of the man
who killed him lies in there.
"Body"? You mean to say
there's two of'em?
Oohh. Albert, keep an eye
on this old cove.
I place him in your custody
for the time being.
I'd rather go with you.
Chicken-hearted.
How do you expect
to win your stripes?
I shan't run away.
What was in there? A gentleman with a
stake driven right through his heart.
Ooh-ooh-ooh. Do you
know anything about this?
Yes. I did it.
Who is he in there? His
name was Count Dracula.
How long's he been dead?
About 500 years.
Five...
Albert,
hand me them handcuffs.
Those won't be necessary,
Constable. So you say.
One bloke a-weltering in his blood
with a stake driven through his heart.
with his neck broke.
By the way,
who is he?
ate spiders and flies. 'Armless?
Whoa.
This is a case
for Scotland Yard.
Come on.
I had no choice.
Naturally, I destroyed him.
Well,
I've heard a great many fantastic
stories in my time, Professor Von Helsing,
but, if you'll forgive my
saying so, this one... I know.
But surely, surely, you can't expect to
face an English jury with such a defense.
It's my only one,
because it's true.
It's utterly mad!
"Mad," or unbelievable?
Oh, very well, in deference to your position in
the scientific world, let's say "unbelievable. "
The strength of the vampire, Sir Basil,
lies in the fact that he is unbelievable.
Vampires, vampires...
oh, why do you persist?
Professor Von Helsing, would you mind explaining
to me, as you must explain to your jury,
just what you mean
by "vampires"?
- The undead.
- "Undead"?
Creatures who have
never died...
who prolong their unnatural lives
by draining the blood of the living.
At night, they leave their graves and
roam abroad like wolves seeking their prey.
When daylight comes, they must
return to their graves... or die.
And this Count Dracula is one of
those... those fabulous creatures?
Is that what you expect
me to believe?
Yes, yes!
He came to England from his
ancient castle in Transylvania.
Bringing with him boxes of
earth from his native grave.
Using Carfax Abbey as his base, he
descended upon London for fresh victims.
There were many
mysterious attacks,
each person found
drained of blood.
I was able to trace those
attacks to their source,
locate Dracula's hiding place and
drive that stake through his heart.
Professor, whom have you decided
to retain for your defense?
There is only one man who might
understand, my friend, Jeffrey Garth.
Garth? Why, Garth's not an
advocate. He's a psychiatrist.
He alone will understand.
Professor Von Helsing, you may,
of course, use your own judgement,
but I advise you
to consider, carefully,
you have admitted to killing a
man in a very horrible manner...
by driving a stake
through his heart.
That is the only way
a vampire can be destroyed.
And, as head of Scotland Yard,
I must warn you...
that there are only two courses
which can be taken:
Either to formally charge you with
murder and send you to the gallows,
or to have you committed to an
institution for the criminally insane.
Sir Basil, listen to me and
believe me, I implore you.
In destroying the monster, Dracula,
I performed a service to humanity.
Beg pardon, Sir Basil.
Yes, yes, Squires, yes?
That constable's on the wire again, wants
to know what's being done about the bodies.
What constable?
What bodies?
The constable at Whitby, sir, about the
bodies of Count Dracula and the man Renfield.
Oh. Well, tell him I am sending
for them this evening on the 10:00,
and tell him to keep guard over
them and let no one near them.
I wish that bloke'd hurry up and get here
from Scotland Yard so we could go home.
9:
30. Hmm.Better get started
for the station.
Right-o.
Not you.
You heard orders.
Keep 'em under guard.
You don't mean to say you're gonna
leave me here alone with them?
Someone's got to meet
the train.
That's etiquette, that is.
All right, I'll meet the train.
After all,
this is your jail.
You can't meet a sergeant
from Scotland Yard.
You've no official standing.
Oh.
What's that?
I didn't hear nothing.
In there! Listen!
Not a peep.
You'd better have a look.
You heard the noise.
You have a look.
Here. Take this.
Oh!
What is it?
A rat.
There's never been
no rats in Whitby jail.
There is now.
Here.
Give me that light.
I'll have a look.
Not a rat in sight. You're
worse than an old woman, you are.
Not a single rat,
and nothing but two corpses.
I'd better be getting
to the station.
Uh, here...
in case they get up
and start walkin'.
Who?
Them corpses.
And, Albert, remember...
England expects
every man to do his duty.
Right.
Are you in charge here?
Yes, ma'am.
I've come to see
the body of Count Dracula.
Sorry, ma'am,
it ain't allowed.
I must.
Why?
To make sure
that he's dead.
You'll have to take
my word for it, ma'am.
He is.
Where is he?
In there? Sorry, ma'am,
you can't go in there.
It's against orders
from Scotland Yard.
They'd never know
if you didn't tell them.
Orders is orders.
What can I do to persuade you?
Can I offer you money?
I'd rather you wouldn't,
ma'am.
Or something more precious
than money?
Look.
You've never seen a jewel
as beautiful as this,
nor as compelling.
You will remember nothing.
Well, here we are,
Sergeant.
What about a little
drop of the "all right,"
just to keep the chill
off the bones?
Where've you got the bodies?
In there.
Albert, this is Sergeant Wilkes
of His Majesty's Scotland Yard.
Well, well.
Where's your manners?
What's the matter, lad?
What is it, lad? What's the
matter? Wake up! Wake up!
Sergeant! Here,
something's happened to him!
There's only one body in there.
What?
See for yourself.
- He's gone!
- Who?
Count Dracula.
But you were...
Unto Adonai and Azarel,
into the keeping of the lords of the
flame and lower pits I consign this body...
to be forevermore consumed
in this purging fire.
Let all baleful spirits that threaten
the souls of men be banished...
by the sprinkling of the salt.
Be thou exorcised, O Dracula,
and thy body, long undead,
find destruction throughout eternity
in the name of thy dark, unholy master.
In the name of the all holiest,
and through this cross,
be the evil spirit cast out
until the end of time.
Free... free forever.
Do you understand what that means,
Sandor? Free to live as a woman...
free to take my place in the
bright world of the living...
instead of among the
shadows of the dead. Perhaps.
- What do you mean?
Who knows what another
will bring?
Quick. We have to be
- The night is here.
- Why are you looking at me that way?
I'm remembering
last night... and waiting.
like all the others, don't you?
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