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Night of the Damned

Jean, listen to what the paper has to say...

'We know who killed Marie Duren, it was her husband...'

That's not all, the article describes the whole case...

It goes on to say; 'The case was resolved thanks to the intuition and intelligence of...

...the famous journalist Jean Duprey.'

I'm not in.

Hello?

No, I'm sorry, Mr Duprey is not at home.

Yes... I'm his wife.

Thank you, Minister.

I'm speechless...

I'll let him know. Thank you.

Jean, you could've spoken to the Ministry of the Interior.

I'm not in.

OK.

Jean... She must be a princess or something.

Read it. I don't have any secrets from you.

Listen to this! 'Dear Jean, perhaps you don't remember me?...'

'I, on the other hand, have not forgotten the time we spent together...'

'Those pleasant, happy memories still come flooding back...'

'Why do I feel the need to write to you after all this time?'

'Who knows?'

'The truth is always so far, but you are man who knows how to find it...'

'...even if it is buried far, far away.'

'The tomb avidly awaits...'

'...so love me with a tender heart.'

'..your dear friend Guillaume St Lambert.

...249.1970'

What is it? A poem?

What are you thinking?

Guillaume St Lambert...

He's one of the most singular and bizzare people I have ever known...

It's been over ten years since we last met.

But you've never mentioned him to me. - I never had any reason to.

He had an extraordinary intelligence but he was quite strange with it...

...almost a hypochondriac.

He would get strangely excited whenever he heard a violin...

He played so well. -Doesn't this letter seem strange to you?

Guillaume has always been strange. He loved puzzles and enigmas...

It was another of his characteristics. They say he lived in a haunted castle!

'The tomb avidly awaits, so love me with a tender heart.'

Perhaps it means he's sick, or in danger and needs your help.

Good. Hanging around with me is really raising your intelligence.

Come on, to bed.

'...so love me with a tender heart.' -Of course I love you!

What an idiot! It's a poem by Baudelaire. -So?

Look. Do you see anything? - No...

Read the first letter of these lines...

'Flower of pain' -Exactly, 'Flower of pain'...

Guillaume was passionate about Baudilaire's poetry...

Almost fanatical. He knew all his operas by heart...

Now I remember...

He gave me a fine copy as a gift. One moment.

Here it is.

He purchased two copies of a very rare edition...

One for him and one for me.

'To my dearest Jean, for our shared love of Baudelaire's poetry'

Nice dedication.

I'm sure Guillaume is referring to this book.

Come here.

Notice anything else? -No, nothing.

The date. -'2.4.9.1970'

Precisely! We're not in September. It's October...

This isn't a letter you take two days to write...

From the 2nd to the 4th.

Why seperate the dates if there's no reason to do so?

Don't you think?

'The truth is always so distant.'

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This is page 70. Listen to the last two verses:

'And this horrible confidence screams in the confessional of the heart.'

Page 19...

Here we are. Let's see...

The last two verses again.

'The mysterious enemy which devours my heart grows stronger with the blood we lose'

It's a real puzzle. -Yes, but every puzzle has a solution.

Let's look at the rest of the date: '249'.

This number can be read in four ways. -'But the truth is always so far.'

Good.

Then it's page 249...

249, 249...

Guillaume would often quote this one:

'When time has sucked all the life from my bones...

...and I turn to kiss you with all my love...'

...you will not see my aged and putrid flesh.'

I will let Mr St Lambert know immediately.

Excuse me.

What a strange place. All we need now are the ghosts!

What's that?

See! You've already found your ghost.

Good evening.

Jean Duprey, an old friend of Guillaume's. -Rita St. Lambert, Guillaume's wife.

Danielle, my wife. -You're most welcome.

We were holidaying in the area and I thought it would nice to see Guillaume.

I didn't know Guillaume had married...

Even if it's late, I ask you to kindly accept my compliments.

Thank you. -I haven't seen Guillaume for some time...

We were close friends.

I've told my wife a lot about him and she's very keen to meet him.

Guillaume is very sick. -Sick?

Yes... Unfortunately.

I can't tell you how sad I am to hear this.

What's wrong with him?

Not even the doctors know.

All I understand is the nature of this sickness.

He shouldn't play. Every time he picks up a violin...

...his life is sucked out of him.

A few minutes, don't tire him. Every emotion worsens his condition.

Everything tires him.

Come, my dear.

My dear Jean!

Guillaume.

I'm so happy to see you. -If you'll allow me...

The Prince of St Lambert. My wife, Danielle.

I heard you were ill? -Nothing can be done for me.

Would you allow me to invite a friend of mine? He's a specialist.

It's pointless, my friend. -But this is absurd!

Rita has a lot of faith in our doctor, Professor Berri.

Do you still read Beaudilaire? -Yes, and you?

Every now and then...

Just the other day I had a copy in my hand.

I imagine you'd like to be alone for a minute...

There's always so much to say after such a long absence...

I will show Ms Duprey her room...

We would be pleased to have you as our guests for as long as you desire.

I didn't know you were married. My compliments, she's a beautiful woman.

I was sure you'd come. I knew you'd understand...

It's terrible. -Calm down, Guillaume...

If you want me to help, you must talk to me calmly.

What's happening to you? -Yes, you're right...

I try to remain as calm as I can. It's not easy...

Listen to me, Jean. My illness is... How can I say?

It's affected the St Lamberts for three generations...

I mean to say, all of the males in the St Lambert family.

A hereditary illness. What type?

What a hereditary illness!

As soon as the St Lamberts reach 35 years old...

They are struck by a mysterious illness...

The symptoms are like an invisible cancer...

It consumes their flesh... their blood! Their brains explode with madness.

So much so, whoever is afflicted....

Whoever is afflicted arrives...

Arrives at what? Guillaume!

Speak!

...to understand. Even if they end up alone with the truth.

But the truth is so real then! -Where did you discover this truth?

Here, within these walls. In the ancient stones of this castle...

In old decrepit books...

Amongst old papers. In this air which intoxicates me!

The first Guillaume St Lambert died of this very same illness...

I only discovered this recently. I remembered my father...

...but I didn't realise this went back three centuries.

There's no cure! Actually, there is one...

...but I'm fighting against time. Time is against me!

I can't go on!

Calm down.

Please, Mr Duprey, this is professor Berri's task.

It came on all of a sudden.

Where can I find a telephone? -There aren't any phones in the castle.

Good evening.

Fill it up. Is there a phone here? -Yes, by the bar.

Thanks.

Hello?

Dr Stablinsky, please.

Thanks, I'll wait. It's Jean Duprey.

Dr Stablinsky? Good evening. It's Duprey...

Yes... Don't need to tell me to go to hell, I'm already there!

No, nothing. Nothing's happened...

Yes... yes.

I just want to know if there's a Professor Berri on the medical register.

Professor Berri, yes.

Yes, it's important.

Fine, I'll wait.

He's not there?

Shame... Thanks anyway.

I'll explain everything later Dr Stablinsky. Thanks.

The situation is much worse than we thought.

Is he very ill? -Ill?

It appears to be nothing. It's a nonexistant illness...

Uncategorisable. Impossible to diagnose.

What does professor Berri say? -Professor Berri?

You want to hear something? I spoke with Dr Stablinsky recently...

Professor Berri isn't on the medical register.

Thank goodness the crisis is over. Guillaume is resting peacefully.

To understand Guillaume's illness you must know a painful truth...

Guillaume is a psychopath. Unfortunately, it's a hereditary illness...

That's what they say.

Is professor Berri a psychiatrist? -Of course...

His real name isn't Berri, but we must pretend it is...

It's the name of Guillaume's old doctor...

Otherwise, Guillaume wouldn't allow himself to be cured.

My husband has been saying some strange things lately...

He seems to have a morbid fascination with the history of the St. Lamberts...

More and more, he closes himself away...

...in his sick fantasies.

This illness is consuming him. The delirium is getting worse...

His confinement in this castle is killing him.

I could persuade him to leave....

Do you see the candles? They're another of Guillaume's ideas....

It's been over a year since he turned his back on electricity.

No! No, I don't want all this light. It's killing me... It's killing me!

I feel something strange. -What?

I don't know... It's as if I'm in another world.

What I mean is... Staying here, it's difficult to believe there's a world out there.

The place we left 48 hours ago. -It's a place like any other.

The world is full of castles. Come to bed, your tiredness is getting to you.

Jean... Look!

Cut it out... What did you see?

The castle ghost?

Don't joke around! -Relax... Don't worry.

Don't worry.

It's just an old picture. What about it?

I don't know...

It frightens me. It gives me a chill.

It's as if all those men's eyes were looking at me.

You need a good night's sleep. Come on.

Who are they burning in the picture? -Who knows? A heretic or a witch?

People who were born at the wrong time in history...

Nowadays, we tend not to burn people alive.

Try to get some sleep.

What's wrong?

Take me away from here. I beg you, take me away!

Take me away. -Calm down.

I'm here...

You were having a bad dream...

Calm down.

Calm down.

Jean.

Guillaume?

Why did you get up?

They'll come for me. They don't want me to talk to you.

They won't allow it. -Calm down...

Who won't allow it?

In there... The truth is in there.

Where? -In the library.

What truth?

A horrible truth...

A truth which will lead you straight to your doom.

You think I'm mad, don't you? That's right, I am going crazy...

But not like they told you! I've been going mad since...

Go on.

How could you believe me? No one will believe me...

Listen, I'm a condemned man but I can save myself if I find a way...

There is a way, but I don't know it.

If you want my help, you've got to stop with these puzzles...

I'm begging you. -Guillaume?

It's too late. Meet in the garden tomorrow at seven.

Here... Take this ring.

Wake up... You've slept through the morning.

Guillaume is very sick. Get up.

Is he dying? -I believe so... Come.

I'll take her upstairs.

I can't wait till tomorrow...

I really want to get home.

Jean? I was telling you how glad I am to be leaving.

Of course. It's very sad here...

...now poor Guillaume isn't with us.

I'm scared.

It's only an open window.

All done.

I'm sorry, Mr Duprey, but we don't have any leads...

We don't even know who the body belongs to.

One thing is certain...

She was brought here after she was killed...

Her fluids have been drained...

...and there's no trace of blood.

There's no footprints... Nothing. She didn't fall from the sky.

And why not?

Regardless, I'm glad I found her here...

You're an expert in difficult cases like these...

...and vice-versa.

Who's staying at the castle? -Prince St Lambert lived there...

He was a dear friend who died yesterday...

His wife is still there.

Anyone else?

Yes, there was also a doctor. He left soon after the prince died.

Who was the victim? -That's what the police want to know.

My wife will return to Paris and I will stay here...

Inspector Gerard would like my help.

I would be grateful if you stayed here in the castle...

...with Danielle, of course.

I'm very lonely and your wife is a fascinating lady.

Thank you, you're too kind.

Thank you, we'd be honoured.

My only regret, Mr Duprey, is that we met too late...

Just as Guillaume...

Inspector Gerard will have to ask you some questions.

This one is from the end of the 14th century...

The previous owners were far wealthier...

...but most of it was destroyed in a fire. -A fire? When?

Around 100 years ago. Guilluame's grandfather...

...killed himself.

He jumped from here.

According to family legend he was chased out by evil spirits.

Ms Duprey?

It's nothing, I feel better. I suffer from vertigo.

Drink. It's good for you.

I'm sorry to disturb you but there's been a development...

Have you identified the body? -Unfortunately, we have...

Unfortunately? -The victim was from Strasbourg...

Her friend accompanied her home shortly before midnight...

The death occured between midnight and half past 12...

...but we found her here, 100's of kilometres away.

It's driving us mad...

but that's not all...

Her name was Nicolette Valmor of St Lambert...

Cousin of Guillaume St Lambert.

Does this tell you anything? -It's very strange.

'An essay on black magic'

Wake up.

You're back.

What happened? -They've identified the dead woman...

...Nicolette Valmor. She was Guillaume's cousin.

At midnight she was at home in Strasbourg...

Half an hour later she was dead. Just like that. She was taken here.

What do you think?

I don't think anything.

I found something interesting in the library.

What did you find?

An essay on black magic...

It was covered in Guillaume's annotations...

One chapter was dedicted to the virtues of magic stones...

Guillaume had underlined a section of it...

...about amethyst stones. Just like this one, see?

Who gave it to you? -Guillaume, secretly before he died.

Another puzzle to solve? -Right!

What a strange ring, look at what's inside.

This really is a puzzle.

"A steep road, a cross under an oak...

...A crypt and an urn." -What does it mean?

I don't know...

...but Guillaume had underlined a passage in that text...

It says: 'The amethyst is the most effective power against evil spirits.'

Before he died he told me had uncovered a horrible truth...

A truth which would lead him to his folly.

Do you think Rita invented some diabolical plan...

...to drive Guillaume crazy? Just to get rid of him.

What about the death of the cousin?

Like Shakespeare said: 'There are more mysteries on earth than we can imagine.'

Now... Let's sleep on it.

What's going on?

It was horrible! I couldn't breathe...

I don't know how to say it! Take me away from here.

I can't take it anymore. Take me away from here!

I'm afraid. -It's nothing... It was a dream.

It's the wind. -No, it wasn't the wind...

It felt like it was my last breath. Stay here with me!

Look!

What did you see? -The flames are moving!

Don't talk nonsense. It's the moon...

It's the moonlight.

I know it's a strange place, but you're getting carried away.

It was the moon reflecting on the glass.

I heard a scream.

It's nothing, my wife was having a nightmare.

She's very confused.

I really don't know what's got into her.

Calm down, Danielle. You really are a child.

I'll take care of her.

Excuse me, inspector...

Do you know her?

Yes. I met her once...

She's Guillaume's cousin. -Yes...

Nicolette Valmor... She lived in Strasbourg.

She was murdered, but they don't know where...

In a horrible manner.

It's a mystery. -Yes, it's a mystery...

What do you think?

A ritual killing in bizzare circumstances, perhaps.

How was the relationship between Guillaume and his cousin?

Terrible, they would always argue whenever she visited.

Guillaume was meant to marry her, but he ended up marrying me...

The St Lambert's are a strange family. Believe me, Mr Duprey...

Perhaps there was some truth in Guillaume's madness...

It seems like a curse which won't let go of them.

I shouldn't have married Guillaume.

I understand.

Pardon...

A curiosity...

I can't remember the name of the professor you called 'Berri'.

Professor Jean Baziac.

I'm sorry to make you drive 300km, but we've found another woman...

...killed in the same manner as Ms Valmor.

Let's go.

It really is incredible... Her body has been sucked dry...

There's no trace of blood. If that wasn't enough, the room was locked from inside.

Who is she?

The porter should have some i.d.

-Let's have a look.

The register, please.

Here.

And her documents have disappeared, just like that.

This isn't a sadist, it's the devil himself.

We can't rule that out.

You don't remember her name? -I'm sorry, we have so many guests.

Inspector...

We found this. -Let me see.

'To my sister...' But this is Nicolette Valmor!

Another St Lambert? What the devil is...

May I use the phone. -Of course.

Please. -Thank you.

Hello? -Yes.

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Dr Stablinsky, It's urgent.

Hold...

Hello? -Dr Stablinsky?

Yes. -Good morning...

It's Jean Duprey. -Still in hell?

Yes, I'm still in hell, but I'm getting used to it.

Tell me? I'm at your disposal.

I need some information: I need to know something about...

...a doctor Jean Baziac. -Baziac... Baziac...

I refer you to a famous writer who knows him well.

A famous writer? -Yes... He died in 1778.

I'm talking about Jean Jacques Russo...

Jean Jacques Russo? -The Confessions.

Right! How stupid of me. 'Russo's Confessions'...

Exactly! Baziac is the doctor Russo refers to.

Yes, you're right. I hadn't thought of it.

I slept all day but I'm still tired. It's like I've been on a long trip...

Where have you been? -I met up with Gerard.

The puzzle?

No idea. Well, there is one...

...but if I tell you, you'll think I'm was crazy.

Who are they? -The two victims.

Do you feel sick? -No, it's strange...

I have a feeling I've seen them somewhere.

You saw them? When?

It's as if I saw them in my dreams.

Wake up.

Wake up.

I fell asleep...

Strange, it felt like... -Yes, tell me later.

The solution to this puzzle may be here. -Where did you find it?

In the library. It decribes a trial in 1650...

A trial against a woman called Tarendrola...

...accused of black magic.

A witch.

The most serious accusation is human sacrifice carried out...

...for a noted diabolical divine entity. It mentions spirits, evil forces etc...

I want you to read what's written here...

17th December, 1650: the witch called Tarindrole...

Has been drawn and qautered. Her cursed bones...

...were collected and buried in a consecrated place.

The president of the tribunal was a decendant of the St Lambert family...

Guillaume Charles August.

Then that picture represents the witches condemnation.

Perhaps...

...but it may also be any old heretic.

When I saw that picture I could feel something evil within it...

A mystery... A nightmare.

I beg you, take me away. I'm scared.

Perhaps Guillaume wasn't crazy like Rita was said...

Why do all the St Lambert's die in such strange ways?

It's terrible. -This is what we need to find out.

Do you remember what Guillaume said?

"A truth which leads to folly."

Guillaume went crazy because he found this truth...

...or his was the truth of a madman.

Tarindrole...

What a strange name. It's so difficult to pronounce.

Evidently, it's not a name, but a nickname...

The report also decribes a 'grotesquely deformed nose.'

One moment...

Tarin...

...drole.

Take a look... Guillaume's wife is called Rita...

Perhaps you remember, her real surname is Lernod.

Rita Lernod.

I don't get it.

Did you ever mess around with anagrams?

What have anagrams got to do with it?

Tarindrole is an anagram of Rita Lernod.

Tarindrole...

Rita Lernod. Well?

Nothing... A coincidence.

But is it a coincidence?

Relax. Why are you shaking?

I don't know. It's all so strange, especially tonight.

No, Danielle, tonight is just like any other night.

You're nervous.

Drink. It will help you.

Drink.

A flame! In my glass!

A flame!

Such nonsense, it was the light from the candles.

No! I'm not crazy. I saw it.

A flame! Jean. Jean...

No! You can't be real.

Jean, help me!

Jean!

Jean!

Jean!

Jean! -I will never die...

Only when you find my remains will I cease to exist.

I will cease to exist.

Witch.

Go away!

Danielle, my love. It's me, be strong.

I'm so cold.

It's over...

You were so brave. -Jean.

Home again. Danielle.

Coming.

Here.

To our health. -To yours.

Come here.

Did we leave you all alone? -I want to know one thing...

What?

Why didn't Guillaume destroy Tarindrole's tomb?

It's not true... He hadn't found the tomb.

He figured out that Rita Lernod was Tarindrole.

This was the horrible truth he discovered.

He tried to tell me, remember? -You're right.

Thank you, Antoine.

What is it?

Do you know any other princes apart from Guillaume St Lambert?

Yes, certainly...

Prince Vasile of Sandresco. He's a madman...

He had a castle as well! In Transylvania...

...land of the vampires.

I wonder what happened to him?

Subtitled by the colour Green 29th September 2008. Retimed for longer version Meatisgood