The Devil's Nightmare
- R
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- 1971
- 95 min
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Call the Baron, Greta.
Calm down, he's coming.
And then?
So, Hans?
I'm afraid the
baroness is worse.
Her heart is very weak.
It's a boy?
I'm sorry, Baron.
Your wife...
Answer my question.
Is it a boy?
No. It's a little girl.
A girl...
What is it, Baron?
Aren't you feeling well?
Is it a girl?
Go to the shelter with Greta,
don't expose yourself to anymore danger.
And you, General?
It's an order.
But the lady...
The dead are out
of danger, Greta.
And your daughter?
I'll take care of her.
Go now, Greta.
I'll come after you.
Would you allow me to take some
pictures of your beautiful castle?
- Out of the question!
- But...
Please do not insist.
I can not allow it.
Do you think we'll get
there before nightfall?
I Hope so.
What are you doing, you fool?
You need to pay more attention
to the steering wheel.
It wasn't my fault.
Don't blame me for every obstacle.
I think the road is closed.
Closed?
Look there.
There's someone in the field.
Why don't you ask him
where we are?
How do we get to Holentad?
Take the ferry that lies
within the next 50 kilometres.
But it never works after sunset.
I'm afraid you'll
get there too late.
Are there any hotels around here?
You can ask at the castle.
The Baron sometimes agrees to
receive some paying guests.
- Is it far?
- It's in the opposite direction.
Go back through the
village. It's on your left.
Where do you find it?
In the vicinity of the castle
of the Baron Von Ronberg.
You think she was murdered?
No, I think it was
a heart attack.
It looks like she saw
something that terrified her.
Yes, people die of fear.
Of fear?
What about that, doctor?
What is it?
It's the mark of the Devil.
The Succubus has returned to the castle.
What was that?
Nothing but a piece of
the faade that fell.
It's very beautiful.
Yes, it's beautiful.
- But it could have killed you.
Do not be afraid.
It's just an ordinary frog.
Can you help me with the luggage?
- But of course.
Let's go in, it's going to rain.
There is no one in the castle?
How do we know?
Your job is to find out.
So, Mr. Tukard, where
are you taking us now?
Well I...
Come with me.
With rain outside,
the castle gets even scarier.
Anybody up there?
Welcome to the castle Von Ronberg.
Do not be alarmed, please.
The castle is full of traps.
We were told that you could
give us shelter for one night.
Certainly.
I prepared everything after the phone call.
Phone call?
Who called?
I do not know, sir.
It was a female voice and said
there were seven tourists.
She even gave me their names.
Can you come with me, please?
I'll show you your rooms now.
This is your room, Father.
Sorry, I'm not a priest yet.
Study theology in the seminary.
Please do not leave
your bag there.
Why not?
Look at this mark, in
front of the fireplace.
On 8 December 1575, the date
on which Erika Von Ronberg...
disappeared in the night with
the monk who exorcised her.
Erika disappeared, leaving
this mark of the Devil.
Did they exorcise her? what for?
Because of a family curse.
Baron Von Ronberg will
explain later, perhaps.
If he thinks it necessary.
I must go now.
Mr and Mrs Foster,
this is your room.
What is it?
Sometimes pigeons fall through
the chimneys of the castle.
It's nothing unusual.
- Maybe not.
But do admit that finding a dead
bird is a strange welcome.
This room has
other qualities.
In 1436, the Prince and
Princess Von Hart...
Had their throats cut while they slept.
But that was in 1436.
He's strange.
This is your room, Mr. Tukard.
And this is yours, Mr. Mason.
I can not stand stuffy rooms.
Can't you air it?
That is impossible, sir.
- why it is impossible?
The window is sealed.
After the inexplicable
accident that cost the life...
of Urliha Von Ronberg in 1738.
Enough of these gruesome stories.
Get out.
I shan't be able to sleep
alone in this castle.
Shall we we share a room?
I have a perfect room for you.
Well?
I showed them to their rooms, Baron.
Fine, serve dinner
at eight o'clock.
If I don't help you,
we'll be late for dinner.
Leave me alone a little.
I am exhausted.
Let me do this.
Let me help you.
Or you will be here forever.
If not,
we'll be late for dinner.
You have beautiful skin.
I know your tastes, Howard.
You have not taken your eyes
Enough, Nancy.
That girl means nothing
to me, understand?
Since we arrived, you can't wait to flirt with her.
My money is all
that interests you.
That's the only reason you
haven't left me, isn't it?
I can divorce you.
Why, my dear. How could
I live without you?
Sometimes I wonder, Howard.
I see you collect weapons.
Not only do I collect, but every
morning I train with Hans.
He was my assistant
during the war.
Speaking of Hans, why does he
insist on scaring his guests?
Their all strange in this castle.
Mind if I tell you something?
I have been touring for 12 years and it
is the first time I take a seminarian.
Coincidentally, it's
also my first outing.
Pretty weird tour,too.
You've had bad luck.
Usually everything works out.
And the hospitality of this
castle is not bad at all.
That's just your opinion.
My bedroom window is sealed.
The butler has a face that gives you nightmares.
And the baron is
also very eccentric.
And you tell me this
place is not bad at all?
I hope the ladies are
comfortably settled.
Yes, but I must say that your
castle is somewhat frightening.
Old castles are always
mysterious, my dear.
Mr. Baron, dinner is served.
Let's go down to the dining room.
Ladies and gentlemen...
I think we should start eating.
Excuse me, Baron, would you tell
me about your family curse?
Since you insist.
But I don't want to spoil your appetites.
Do not worry about me.
When I'm hungry, I can
even eat with the Devil.
I was just about to refer to him.
In the 12th century, my ancestor,
Siegfried Von Ronberg...
made a pact with the Devil.
You mean that your ancestor
sold his soul to the Devil?
In exchange for his services, and
beyond the soul of Siegfried...
Satan demanded that the eldest daughter
of every generation of our family...
be in his service. So that she
would become a Succubus.
And what is a Succubus?
A sort of a vampire, I suppose.
You're mistaken, Mr. Mason.
They give the name of Succubus to a
demon who takes the feminine form...
to seduce men and lead
them to perdition.
It is not necessary to be a Succubus.
Everyone knows that women
can do this naturally.
Personally, I...
I do not believe these things.
Me neither!
Do you deny the existence of the Devil?
I don't believe in
vampires or Succubus.
I am atheist.
Thank God for that.
Unfortunately, I was, too.
But all the girls in our family were Succubus.
All my ancestors were the
victims of a violent death.
Do you have a daughter, Baron?
You again?
What are you doing here?
Why do you ask?
Are not you glad that
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