Dracula's Daughter Page #4

Any response?

Very little.

It's not amnesia.

What is it, then?

Posthypnosis.

What does that chart say?

"Picked up near Curzon St.

No signs of violence.

Rambling, incoherent talk.

Spoke of woman. "

Woman? What woman?

What'd she say?

Something about blood; then

she lapsed into unconsciousness,

and we haven't been

able to rouse her since.

I think you've done

everything possible.

What about those marks

on her neck?

What marks on her neck?

Two little punctures...

near the jugular vein,

like insect bites.

There.

Open that shade

a little.

We must bring her out of this

coma, if only for a few moments.

Give her adrenaline, and if she

rallies, let me know instantly.

Yes, Doctor. What do you

think those marks mean?

I'd rather not say...

until I've had a chance to talk

with the one man in London...

who might explain them...

Professor Von Helsing.

The loss of blood. The

marks on the neck. Hmm.

I don't understand,

gentlemen.

I don't see how it can be, but

those are the marks of the vampire.

It becomes increasingly evident, owing

to the disappearance of Dracula's body...

and the subsequent evidence,

that he isn't dead at all.

No vampire can survive

the stake.

He may have given

the appearance of death.

During the day the body lay at

Whitby and come to life at night...

Oh, dash it all! You've got

me talking this gibberish now.

Dracula had many victims,

Sir Basil,

into whose veins he infused

his own tainted blood,

making them creatures

like himself.

Hmm. Sounds very much to me as if you

were trying to build up your own defense,

if you'll forgive

my saying so.

What about the man

they found last Friday night,

near the embankment?

"Marks:
Two small punctures, near

jugular vein. Resembling pinpricks.

Swollen slightly.

Faint discoloration. "

Exactly the same.

You must do something about

these attacks, Sir Basil.

- There will be others.

- But of course there'll be.

People are always being

attacked in a fog.

That doesn't prove that London is

hagridden with vampires. It's preposterous.

I think you two are

trying to pull my leg.

Well, as soon as that girl's in a

condition for a posthypnotic examination,

we'll have something definite

to go on. How soon will that be?

Tonight.

I'm using the Letelier test.

Find out where the attack took

place, and you'll have your vampire.

Well, uh, how will I know whether

it's a vampire in good standing...

or just...

another maniac?

There'll be a box of earth

somewhere near at hand, Jeffrey...

a box of its own native soil...

to which the vampire must

return at the end of each night.

And another thing:

There will be no mirrors

anywhere about. What?

Because a vampire casts

no reflection in mirrors.

Well.

Well! You might say, "Good

evening. " Good evening.

What are you doing here?

I thought you'd severed all

connections with the hospital.

I changed my mind.

I detest

vacillating women.

Well, you might as well

run along, Janet.

I'm examining that girl

we looked at presently.

Tell Aubrey that

I may drop by later.

Who is going

to tie your tie?

My dear child, I've tied

my own tie since I was 16,

and if I should have any difficulty,

I'm quite sure that Miss Peabody...

Uh, Miss Peabody?

Miss Peabody? Would you tie

my tie, please? Yes, Dr. Garth?

L- I'm not sure

that I can...

Oh, come, come.

Anybody can tie a tie.

Miss Peabody,

um, th-the short end

loops over.

Over. Oh, I see. Thank you!

Oh! Uh...

Oh, for goodness'sakes.

Janet, I assure you...

Quiet!

There.

Stout fellow.

Is this...

Perfect!

Well, why didn't you tie it

this way last night? Janet?

Janet!

- Oh, good evening, Miss Blake. Is Dr.

Garth here? - I'm sorry. He's just left.

Oh.

May I go to supper

now, Dr. Garth?

Yes, yes. By all means.

Go ahead.

Why was it necessary

to lie?

Dr. Garth asked me

to come this evening.

Well, he...

Go right in, miss.

Thank you.

- Countess Zaleska!

- I had to come.

You... you said

you'd help me.

You're trembling.

Your hands are like ice.

Come. Sit down.

Dr. Garth, I... I can't go

on, that is, without you.

You're the one person who stands

between me and utter destruction.

I'm leaving London

tonight, forever.

What?

L- I know the truth now.

There's nothing ahead

for me but...

but horror!

You must control yourself if you expect

me to understand what you're talking about.

When you left me

last night...

I determined to put myself

to a test, as you suggested.

I failed!

It came over me again,

that overpowering command...

wordless, insistent...

and I had to obey!

What was it?

L...

I can't tell you.

It's too...

too ghastly!

I have something here

that...

may help

to steady your nerves.

A mechanical means

of inducing hypnosis.

Come here, please.

This little light...

shines against the disk...

reflected by the mirrors.

No!

Why not?

It's too late

for experiments.

I'm afraid you're right.

I came to ask you

to go with me.

Go with you? Yes,

tonight... to the continent.

Oh, I know it all

sounds mad. It is!

But you must do this for me. I'll make

any concession, but you must come with me.

You know that's impossible.

No, no. Don't say that.

You're a great doctor...

a doctor of minds, of souls.

I need you, Dr. Garth.

I need you to save my soul.

How can you expect me

even to listen to you...

when you're concealing

the truth about yourself?

But I have told you

all I can now.

You mean, you've told me

all you dare.

Pardon me.

Yes?

The girl is ready now,

Dr. Garth.

All right.

I'll be there at once.

Pardon me.

I want you to wait

here for me.

I'll be back very shortly. A patient...

I want you to sit down

very calmly...

and make up your mind exactly how

you're going to tell me the truth...

the entire truth.

But...

When I come back, we'll

decide what can be done,

if anything.

Meanwhile,

I wouldn't plan on leaving

London tonight, if I were you.

I'll leave...

and you'll go with me.

- Where's Dr. Garth?

- He'll be back presently.

Won't you sit down?

I'd like to talk to you.

Well, I'm sure we've nothing

to discuss, Countess Zaleska.

We might talk

of Dr. Garth.

He's interested in...

both of us.

I'm quite aware of

his interest in you, Countess,

as a psychiatrist.

Sandor.

Take her to the car.

This way.

Lights.

Don't be afraid. Nobody's going

to hurt you. No. No, please!

Let me alone!

Oh, that light...

hurts my eyes.

Now, now, now, dear. Now. Wait.

Just relax.

That's better.

Just as though you

were going to sleep.

Sound asleep.

That's more like it.

You are sleepy. It's hard

to keep your eyes open...

with that light in them,

isn't it?

But look at it again,

as long as you can.

That's better.

You're almost

asleep now.

I want you to try

to remember...

Remember. There are little

pictures in your mind...

pictures behind your eyes.

You can see them

if you try.

Try. Try!

You must remember.

No.

No! No!

Shh. Nothing

to be afraid of.

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