Eternal Page #4

Im going to ask you something.

I want you to think

real hard about it -

because ... Id really love to hear

your answer.

Now mayby ... mayby

we could explain -

Nancy Cusacks prints and

the blood all over your car.

And mayby, allthou

it might be difficult -

we could explain

your skin -

under the nails of

your partners wife.

Now, help me out on here, cos

I really would like to help you.

Is there any way possible? I mean

any way possible -

that you could explain, how

your semen got out of your dick -

and into your

babysitters body?

besides the obvious.

Relax. Ill be right back.

What is it, captain?

The bites on the girls throat -

Forensics says its neither human

nor animal. Sounds familiar?

Looks like we got a another riddle

for you to solve, you sick f***.

Elizabeth!

Here, I brought you the results

so you could see yourself.

-- Is there a match?

-- Yeah, you.

-- Who else?

-- Thats it. Just you.

Its f***ing impossible!

She handed me the glass!

Well, shes neither a ghost or

she had her fingerprints removed.

What is going on here?

-- I have to get out of here.

-- Pope, listen to me, you have a kid.

Whatever you got yourself into,

you gotta get yourself out, now.

-- I gotta go.

-- Pope, what you mean go, go where?

Pope?

Shut the f*** up! Do not move!

Your client was not in

the castle. Where is she?

-- She is not my client.

-- You handled her affairs!

I handled one transaction,

for God's sake.

Ive got sixth sense,

when someone is lying to me.

You have no idea the evil

you are dealing with.

You wanna see evil?

Im gonna show you evil.

Shell take my daughter.

F***!

Looks like we got

the same problem, Renaud.

I can get rid of it

... allright?

I make it all go away.

Cmon.

Venice. She has

a place in Venice.

Excuse me.

You know where this is?

-- Why?

-- I have a friend -

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

F***!

That is enough.

Get out of here.

-- Excuse me. Do you speak English?

-- Why should I?

I saw this book of yours

in the window.

A man with fine taste in

woman, there it is

-- What is the story of this one?

-- Elizabeth Bathory. Countess Drcula.

Why do you ask? Usually those interested

in this book arent interested in history.

I saw this portrait

in someones house.

-- A copy, ofcourse

-- I do not know. I guess so.

Why do you call it

Countess Drcula?

Countess Bathory, was one

of the cornerstones -

of the modern vampyre mythology.

-- I never hearded the novel.

-- What novel?

Dear sir, she was

as real as you and I.

And one of the most evil

human being that ever lived.

Care for a a biscuit,

italian specialty.

Thank you.

She was born in 1560, off

true Hungarian nobility -

renounced as one of the most

beautiful women of her age -

And sadist of unparallel savagery.

From her early age, the lady took pleasure

in torturing and killing her servingmaids.

Dismembering them and even

freezing them alive.

One day, on her usual fits of rage-

she slapped one of the maids so hard, that some

of the poor girls blood-

spilled out and splattered

on the countesses hand.

At which point, on her eyes, a miracle has occurred.

Then there ... on the spot,

where the blood had stained -

the skin appeared

to rejuvenated itself -

the wrinkles,

they seemed to disappear.

Of course, after that, there were

no limits for madames lunacy.

Over the years, some 650 young women

were maimed and brutalized -

simply to satisfy her thirst of blood.

She would drink it,

she would bath in it!

In dellusional quest

for eternal youth.

Thats some f***ing story.

I often wandered, if woman like that

could live today.

You know, some people

think that she never died.

Someone people believe in

Loch Ness monster.

Do you sell any of these?

Yes, I have an invitation.

Its here in somewhere.

Nice outfit.

This is a very exclusive party.

This is where all

the fun begins.

Good. Yeah.

Oh, by the way, there is

a strict dress code.

No exceptions.

Youll love this wine.

Come.

Buena sera.

-- Oh sorry, I dont speak Italian.

-- Isnt that a relief?

-- Enjoying yourself?

-- Yes I am.

-- What is the occasion?

-- You dont know?

No, I came with a friend.

He didnt tell me much.

-- He didnt?

-- No.

Ive had my share of sneaking

into parties myself.

You busted me.

Where is the owner?

The proprietress?

Im affraid she died ,

my dear boy.

around 400 years ago.

Do you trust me?

Sweet girl.

Open.

Is it too tight?

Now...

Countess Elizabeth

Bathory of Hungary.

-- Are you shitting me?

-- Do you know her?

This house is hers?

One of many.

The original palace was

demolished a long time ago.

This was built on

whatever ruins were left.

What about the present owner?

Very few people have actually met our hostess.

She never stays around long enough.

Elizabeth Kane

is current houstess -

with very selected circle of friends.

Look at all these women. Batory herself

wouldve been exstatic.

-- I assume that you are alone.

-- Yeah, you know, i better go get my friend.

Excuse me.

You have done well tonight,

Irina. All is forgiven.

I thank you for your beauty.

-- Did you miss me?

-- Oh boy, detective-

Elizabeth gonna be

really uppset.

And better not let

her see you.

Oh, God -

What did you do?

Get away from her.

Get away from her!

It could kill each of them before

you could limb halfway cross this room.

-- F*** you could!

-- I will make this quick.

You have no idea how much

I loved that dog.

Try to stay awake, detective.

I wouldt want you to miss what happens next,

for anything in the world.

What am I going to do with you?

If you werent a decent familyman, one

might think youre enjoying all this pain.

Enjoying the blood.

You look well.

I am glad.

I dont feel so well, after I bounced in that car

for 5 hours.

You will be fine.

What kind of f***ed up jail is this?

You must not swear

in this place.

There is a monk.

Formaly a great psychiatrist.

Who has helped us many times in

the past on most extraordinary cases.

You might not agree

with some of his methods.

But I can assure you,

he is quite effective.

-- A monk?

-- Yes.

I dont think that this has been

reported to proper authorities.

I can assure you that it has.

What is your story?

What are you?

Interpol?

Vatican intelligence?

I want to thank you for coming to Venice

as a fugitive of the law.

It allowed me to follow you. Also allowed

me to get search warrant to go inside the house.

to have you arrested. Otherwise, I had no

legitimate motives to go inside.

So how come Im not arrested?

But you did not do anything,

we both knew that.

And I have good

news for you.

You think you killed the girl, but you did not.

It was a dog.

No, no, no. I killed the dog also. But

I left the girl dead in the hallway.

- No, no, no girl.

-- What do you mean, no girl?

What about Elizabeth?

I threw a knife right thru her back.

I wish you had, but

you were not in condition to throw anything.

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