Son of Dracula Page #3
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- 1943
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Yes, I believe you.
Have you got your revolver?
- I dropped it in the drive.
- You haven't told me what happened.
- Kay and Alucard were married.
- Didn't you try to stop the wedding?
A tree smashed my car and I lost them.
I went to Dark Oaks and I found them there
and got in a fight with him.
He got me by the throat.
It was like one of those crazy nightmares
where you can't move or struggle or...
I'd no more strength against him
than a baby. He just threw me aside.
Then I fired. The bullets went through him
without even hurting him...
- and killed Kay.
- What did you do then?
I don't know! I just seemed to be
running and falling...
Oh, I don't know anything
I don't even know if it's real!
- Shh.
- Maybe it's a nightmare!
Just rest yourself for a while, Frank.
We'll find out just how much of it happened.
Here. Drink this.
Lie down, Frank.
(Knocks)
(Creaking)
(Clucking)
(Creaking)
(Alucard) May I inquire
what you are doing here?
I was about to ask you the same question.
Tonight Miss Caldwell and I were married.
I am now master of this house.
You see, you owe me an explanation.
I came to see Katherine. The door
was open, she didn't answer my call
and I thought I heard somebody in the cellar.
I, too, thought that
I heard someone in the cellar.
Come.
(Knocks)
Dr Brewster, what on earth
brings you here this time of night?
I hope nothing's happened to Claire.
No. No, she was worried
that something had happened to you.
I'm sorry.
- Count Alucard and I were married tonight.
- So the Count told me.
It was the way we wanted it, quiet and alone.
That's the way we're going to live.
You see, I'm engaged in
some scientific research.
It will take up all of our daylight hours.
And we'll have no time for social life.
- We want you to explain this to Claire.
- And to Frank.
I'm fond of Frank.
But of course
he must never come here again.
I'd like you to tell all our friends not to come.
If Judge Simmons has papers for us to sign,
tell him to bring them in the evening.
Katherine is going to assist me
in my research.
I see.
Well, there doesn't seem to be
any more for me to say,
so if you'll pardon me,
Katherine, I'll be leaving.
- Good night.
- Goodbye, Doctor,
and say goodbye to Frank.
Perhaps I should emphasise
some of Katherine's wishes.
When I came to Dark Oaks,
I was not graciously welcomed.
Now the position has changed. I am master.
Anyone who enters here
without my permission
will be considered a trespasser.
Good morning, Sarah.
Will you set another place, please?
For Mr Stanley.
He slept on the couch last night.
There's nobody in there now, sir.
There's a blanket on the couch
but no sign of Mr Frank.
Why didn't you put him
in the spare bedroom?
No wonder he never stayed for breakfast.
I'll just take coffee this morning, Sarah.
(Urgent knocking)
Good morning, Judge.
It's Judge Simmons, Doctor.
(Harry) Give Sarah your coat
and have some breakfast.
I'll keep my coat on.
I can only stay a minute.
- Quite a rain we had.
- Claire isn't here yet?
- No.
No, I expect her any minute, though.
I was up most of the night studying that
insanity complaint you got for Katherine.
What did you decide?
Well, if I didn't know you,
I'd be suspicious of your motives.
You have no evidence of insanity, Harry.
The fact she wants to live alone at
Dark Oaks may be eccentric but that's all.
And her infatuation for this count,
even if he's an impostor,
that may be bad judgment
but it couldn't be construed as insanity.
They were married last night by Kirby.
- Oh...
- (Telephone)
I'm sorry to hear that.
Katherine's like a niece to me.
You're wanted on the phone, Judge.
It's Mrs Simmons, sir.
She says it's important.
- You'd better take it in my office, Judge.
- Thank you.
Thank you. Yes?
Yes, dear.
What?
Yes. Well, I'll go right over
to the courthouse.
Goodbye.
Frank Stanley's surrendered to the sheriff.
Told some story about killing Katherine.
That's not so, Judge. I know.
He came here in a delirious condition
and told me the same story.
I gave him a sedative
and I drove out to Dark Oaks.
I talked to Katherine
long after Frank said he'd killed her.
Well, you'd better come
to the courthouse and tell them that.
Sarah?
Professor Lazlo is arriving
from Memphis on the morning train.
He's spending a few days here.
Make him comfortable, will you?
- Morning, Bob.
- Good morning.
Come in.
- Morning, gentlemen.
- Morning, Coroner.
- Where's Frank?
- The deputy's fetching him.
- We're going to Dark Oaks.
- That won't be necessary.
Dr Brewster says that Frank is insane.
I talked to Katherine
after Frank was supposed to have shot her.
What? Well, I'm going to Dark Oaks anyway
and talk to them myself.
No need of going till evening.
They'll be away all day.
Yeah? Where will they be?
I don't know, but they told me
to tell Claire they wouldn't be home.
I'll take Frank out anyway.
Maybe he'll come to his senses
if we make him go over the ground.
I wish you wouldn't do that. Frank has had
a shock. He needs complete relaxation.
Frank has confessed to murder.
I have to act on it.
It won't hurt him to ride out there.
- I give you my word that it will.
- That's too bad!
Money and position don't rate him
any better treatment than anyone else.
- Did he act crazy to you, Dr Peters?
- Can't say that he did.
A little irrational, maybe,
same as anyone after committin' murder.
You can come along, Doc.
If everything's all right,
I'll forget all about the confession.
Funny that they'd leave the door open.
Anyone here?
Where were you when you shot Katherine
and where were she and her husband?
There's nothing to worry about.
Enact the scene
just as you think it happened.
It was in the library.
I seem to remember running out there
and dropping the gun.
- Are you sure you didn't leave in your car?
- I couldn't have.
I remember a tree fell on it
while I was following Kay and Alucard.
- About what time was that?
- It's all so mixed up.
I just don't know
but I'm sure I went out that way.
Come on, Frank.
Suppose you show us just where.
I was here but I don't remember
anything after that.
Remember this, Frank?
(Creaking)
We'd better go back to the office, Doctor,
while you do some explaining.
Kay! Kay, my darling!
(Sobbing)
- Good evening, Doctor.
- Has Professor Lazlo arrived?
Yes, sir. He's been in and out all day.
Can I fix you something to eat?
The Professor's had his dinner.
No, thanks.
- Professor, I am glad to see you.
I called at the courthouse
but they wouldn't let me see you.
- Step inside.
- Thank you.
The sheriff believes I'm an accessory
after the fact in the murder of Katherine.
- I can't say that I blame him.
- Why?
He can't believe that I spoke to Katherine
after Frank shot her
and as I urged him to keep away
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