Nachts, Wenn Dracula Erwacht Page #2

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(Screarming)

Your friend is in

need of attention.

She should not have

been allowed to travel.

She insisted on

coming with me.

Couldn't you help

her Professor?

It would perhaps be

best if she stays here.

Dr. Seward and I

could look after her.

I n that case

I shall stay here too.

Very well.

I shall have rooms

prepared for you both.

Professor Van Helsing?

Yes?

Jonathan is sane.

Completely sane.

It's not quite as

simple as that.

There is no doubt that

he has suffered

a shock of some kind.

The result is that either

he's subconsciously

relating a nightmare,

or he's lying.

Jonathan wouldn't lie.

And he's not mad.

Then perhaps you can

persuade him to remember

what really happened

because without...

(Groaning)

Lucy.

Mina, forgive me.

I'm so stupid to faint.

Oh. I shouldn't

of let you come,

a long journey,

and now this.

(Knock on door)

Sir.

Prepare two rooms

for the ladies

on the ground floor.

Yes. Sir.

I should warn you.

I have a number

of patients here

who must be kept

in close confinement.

Do not on any account

venture beyond

the first floor please.

Well, I shall leave you.

You must both be tired

after your journey.

Your rooms will be ready soon.

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

You say you thought

you saw a man.

I was mistaken.

I n these two spots?

There was a pin

which held her wrap.

Perhaps you pricked her by

accident when you undid it.

She appears to be suffering

from a very

considerable loss of blood.

I shall have to consult

Professor Van Helsing.

Her condition is serious.

I blame myself.

Doctor?

I don't want to alarm you

but has she any relatives?

None.

But she's engaged quite

recently to a young barrister,

Quincy Morris.

Perhaps you should

send him a telegram.

Professor Van Helsing?

No. I'm Dr. Seward.

How do you do?

My name is Quincy Morris.

I'm Miss Westenra's fiancee.

Oh. I see.

Please come in.

Take off your coat.

I came as soon as I heard.

I'm glad you came.

We're doing our best but...

I sn't there anything

I can do for her?

Yes, you can give her

a transfusion of your blood.

Come.

I'm Professor Van Helsing.

Quincy Morris.

Now I think she has a chance.

We just have to wait and see.

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy!

(Screarming)

(Crying)

Ah!

What are you doing here?

I'm afraid you're not allowed

in this part of the house.

Come along.

Come on.

Professor, you

must do something.

You can't let her die

through ignorance.

Ignorant?

Perhaps my dear

I'm not so much

ignorant as afraid

of admitting my

own suspicions.

(Man screarming)

The man whose voice you hear

was once as sane as you or I.

He had a daughter.

Young and beautiful.

Together they were

traveling in Transylvania.

They stopped in

a town called Bistritz.

One night

the girl was found

unconscious in her bed.

Half dead frorm loss of blood.

Day by day.

Like the fly

who is the spider s

prey. She grew weaker.

The father watched and

waited by her bedside

til one night

when she was close to her end

the neighbors hear d

a terrible shriek.

They found the daughter dead

and the father

as he is now.

True. There is some

similarity in the case

but that is no explanation.

Perhaps not, that you see.

All my life I've made a study

of what some people call

the black arts.

That's why Renfield

was admitted to my care

and also Jonathan Harker.

The mountains in the north

of Transylvania

are rich in legend,

yet behind the legend,

behind the fantasy,

there are certain facts.

Occasionally a glimmer

of the truth reaches us.

Now I think that Jonathan

has seen some of that truth.

Then why didn't you believe

what I told you

about Count Dracula?

Jonathan.

Oh. Jonathan.

I cannot tell you.

I dare not.

(Screarm)

Lucy sweet.

Now you drink this.

(Door opening)

Who's there?

Who's there?

(Screarm)

Ah.

(Crying)

She's dead.

She's dead.

She's dead.

But you are still alive.

It is a sign.

Perhaps it is not

too late for me to act.

I n my search for the

secrets of the black arts.

This is what I found.

And what concerns us now.

May I?

"Known through legend in such

diverse countries as Greece.

Rome. France. I ndia

and even China.

He does fatten

up on the blood

of the living.

He can by such nourishment

even grow younger.

He throws strange shadows

when he walks upon the earth.

He can transform

himself to dog, to bat,

to other kinds of beast.

He lives by night

for by day he must conceal

himself within his grave.

Those upon whom

he nourishes himself

sicken and die.

And then become like him.

Vampires themselves.

His name is Dracula. "

Why can't this

man be arrested?

You underestimate

Count Dracula.

What good are laws

against someone who can

set himself above the law?

(Howling)

His spirit is all around us.

Some of us

are completely

within his power.

Professor.

You know so much

about the black arts.

Suppose you too

are Dracula's servant?

I have never met the Count.

And yet I feel I...

I know him better

than my own soul.

My ball's in the water.

I'm going to tell mommy.

Oh. Be careful.

Hey, watch out.

Ah. Good.

Hey. Corme.

Corme on over here.

Come here.

Come here.

Good morning my dear.

You have become not only

a nurse but a servant.

I shall miss you

when you leave London.

Thank you.

How's Jonathan this morning?

Much better.

Good, good.

I think it helped

him beyond measure

being able to

tell you his story

and to know that

however fantastic

you were prepared

to admit it to be true.

I ndeed, I only wish it

weren't because you...

great heavens.

Just as I feared.

A child found dead.

Where?

Near here. Near the church.

Last night.

Yes.

Ah, gentlemen,

I shall need your help.

Whatever we can do.

Come. Sit down.

I shall want you to

accompany me this evening.

We're going to visit

Miss Lucy Westenra's grave.

Listen Van Helsing,

as I told you this afternoon,

I'm not afraid

of any danger,

but this is...

What if I tell you

you may be saving the lives

of scores of other children?

You mean Count Dracula

may be hiding here?

Worse than that.

Far worse.

The nice and innocent

girl you loved.

You're mad!

Lucy, a killer of children?

Be brave.

Before the night is out

if her spirit is to be saved

you must obey me absolutely.

One o'clock.

Open it.

So far I'm right.

Another few minutes.

Look, it'll soon be light.

It won't be long now.

Remember what I told you.

Now.

Your spade,

and do as I say.

Open it.

Use your spade, man!

Renfield.

Relax.

Please relax.

Renfield. Relax.

Please relax.

It's passed.

All right, Renfield,

it's passed.

Look at me.

Can you understand me?

Renfield. look at me.

Can you understand me?

My God, you can.

Whatever your sickness was,

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