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My lord, the enemy is at our door.

Are the Ottomans so cruel
as to interrupt our love?

And they will pay for it, my beloved.

Come on!

Is this war necessary?

Can't we all live in peace
as God intends for us?

You are my reason for being, Elisabeta.

Please, take care of yourself,
my king, my life.

Because I cannot survive without you.

That's enough, my lord.
War calls. Victory is yours.

My men will take you to Vilmür Castle,
to our cousins.

You will be safe here.

Princeps invictus et iustarum animarum,

nos in proelio defendamus.

Tutela nostra esto a malitia
et laqueis diaboli.

In nomine Patris,
et Filli, et Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

This battle will be bloody, your eminence.

The dead will number in the thousands.

Are you sure God wills this?

Our kingdom is the last bastion
against the Muslims.

- Do you have faith in our Lord?
- I do.

I am ready to die for him.

Then hunt these barbarians
to the last man.

I will fight in his name,
but I ask him for one favour.

I'm listening, my son.

I want him to spare my wife.

If she doesn't survive,
I won't be able to go on.

Everything would lose meaning.
Life would become unbearable.

Calm yourself, you risk blasphemy.

Lord gave you life.
You must honour and serve him.

But he gave me love as well.

He cannot blame me
for being unable to live without it.

If he takes her life,
he can take mine too.

I will pray for your request.

No, don't pray. Tell him.

For the prince!

They're here in the forest.

What is your plan, sir?

Let them come.

Go, princess! Go!

Run!

Save yourself!

Pierce the barrels!

Pierce the barrels!

Vlad! Vlad, the princess!

- Speak.
- There was an ambush.

- She managed to escape.
- Where did she go?

The Forest of Wolves.

- No!
- My prince…

No!

Elisabeta…

My wife is dead.

We've been praying for her since you left.

So, God is deaf?

Or you did not pray hard enough?!

My prince.

God has his own reasons,
it is not for us to question him.

Perhaps he had another destiny for her.

She has no other destiny! She is dead!

And he didn't even allow me
to say goodbye to her.

I beg you,
tell God to send her back to me.

- It's impossible.
- Why?

Why?

Because God does not
perform reincarnation.

But he can perform miracle, can he not?

Can he not?!

If you pray hard enough,
he will listen to you!

Please, tell him.

Tell him!

She… she was a good Christian
and a pure soul.

I'm sure God will take care of her.

And what about me?!

I've done everything he has asked!

My soul is stained
with the blood of our enemies,

whom I have killed in his name.

I don't have the answers, my prince.

I'm only his humble messenger.

Good. I have a message
that I want you to deliver to him.

Tell your God
that until he brings me back my wife,

my life no longer belongs to him.

- When did he arrive?
- Uh, around ten minutes ago.

Ah, okay.

- Where did you leave him?
- Um, in the chapel.

- It seemed most appropriate.
- You did the right thing.

Let him finish praying.

Father?

Ah! Dr. Dumont, I presume?

Yes.

- You have a very beautiful chapel.
- Well, yes, it's true.

Thank you for making this trip, Father.

It must have been a long
and arduous journey.

Exhausting, I must admit.

That's why I'm partaking of some
light refreshment I found right here.

- I hope you don't mind?
- Not at all.

You're most kind.

I'm sure it tastes much better
than the beer in my native Bavaria.

I'm sorry to welcome you in such
an ungracious manner,

but I'm afraid
the hospital administration and diocese

don't support your presence here.

I'm used to it.

The church and the scientific academies
don't get along very well.

That's why the Vatican
for centuries has been in the habit

of delegating
its most delicate cases… to us.

This case is very delicate.

The Queen of England herself is concerned.

The Queen? Exciting.

No, no, no.

It's the ceremony of the centenary
of the French Revolution in a few days.

There's a lot of excitement everywhere.

Close the door.

Why so many chains?
Afraid she'll fly away?

She was quite aggressive
when we picked her up.

A real beast.

Even animals are entitled
to a little humanity.

What do we know about her?

Please.

Maria de Montebello, 25,
from Bologna, Italy,

engaged to marry Henry William Spencer,
consul, here in Paris,

and great-nephew, by marriage,
of the Queen herself.

- That's why this case is so delicate?
- More than delicate… Sensitive.

Anything else I should know?

From what I've been told,
it all began during the wedding,

which took place on the family estate,
as Maria objected to a church.

However, the groom had invited
the bishop of Westminster

to bless the union,

and at the sight of the clergyman,
the bride was seized

with hysteria and a sexual appetite
beyond comprehension.

Appetites can be a sign
of very good health, can they not, doctor?

Well, certainly. Within limits.

- May I?
- Sure.

Born on the 18th of March, 1759.

It must be a clerical error.
Otherwise, it would mean that she is…

A hundred and thirty years old, exactly.

A hundred and…

So, you believe this woman is
a creature of Devil?

That's a hasty conclusion, doctor.

Very often, when a situation escapes
our understanding,

we see in it the work of the Devil.

Well, the fact that she's old
and allergic to God's representatives

is merely a symptom, not a disease.

It is very important in cases like this

to study, to observe without prejudice.

We must follow the rules and laws
of nature, science, mathematics,

not those of superstition and the church,

which I must admit
can be a trifle obscure.

You see, doctor, we have to approach this
like a criminal investigation.

First, we establish the fact.

From there, we deduce the motives,

the circumstances, the location.

Could you hold this, please?

And the murder weapon.

My order has been studying this phenomenon
for more than 400 years.

I personally, for more than 30.

And I can state for the record, doctor,

you are the first one
to have captured a specimen alive.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you. I…

- What exactly did I capture?
- A vampire.

Don't listen to him, doctor.

Help me.

I'll let you do whatever you want.

Smile, please.

The oversized canines could be a clue,

but they could also be
a natural explanation.

So we must look elsewhere.

Now, this creature, like any other,

is definitely the work of our Lord.

But for some mysterious reason,

it seems God may have other plans with it.

Contrary to popular belief,

vampires adapt very well
to light in general.

But it is direct rays they cannot take.

This is crazy. It doesn't make any sense.

Again, you may be right.

This could be
just another anomaly of nature.

So we have to continue
until we find irrefutable proof.

Well, I think we have all the proof
we need, doctor, don't you?

This is beyond science and understanding.

Well, that's why I am here.

My dear child,

may I call you Maria?

Of course.
You can call me as you like, Father.

- I'm all yours.
- Maria.

If you answer my questions nicely,
I will give you what you want.

- You know my desires.
- I know your needs.

Allow me.

Come a little closer, my son.

Science requires sacrifice.

Are you ready to make one?

- I suppose so.
- Good boy.

What are you doing?

A few drops of blood.
A meagre contribution to science.

I'll buy you a lentil soup,
you'll feel like a new man.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Maria, show me your neck, please.

You see?
She's not a first generation vampire.

So, you mean there could be more of them?

Without a doubt.

For 400 years now,
we've been looking for the source.

- The source?
- Yes.

My master.

Who is he?

What's his name?

- Where can we find him?
- Oh, don't bother. He'll find you.

- He's here? In Paris?
- No.

Very soon.

Maria?

- Maria?
- Please.

Maria.

Who is he?

He is a prince.

A prince?

He comes for the celebration?

No.

He comes to find his princess.

His princess?

Who is she?

What does she look like?

Very beautiful.

More blood, please!

You had enough.

More would be greedy.

So, what is your conclusion?

Now we can find a princess
who will lead us to her prince.

Good luck.

Are we there?

Take this road. It is at the end.

Can you help me with my luggage?

Can't leave my horses alone.
Too many wolves around.

- Glad to hear it.
- Do you have a crucifix with you?

No.

Take mine.

Keep it always with you.

Thank you, but… I do not believe in God.

Then pray God believes in you.

Shoo! Shoo!

Indeed.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

Oh.

Excuse me… I… You surprised me.

It is I who apologize for my…

somewhat my…

dramatic entrance.

Give me this.

Oh. Uh… My apologies, sir,
I didn't introduce myself.

Jonathan Harker, solicitor.

You're quite young for a lawyer.

Yes, I joined Phillips Law Office
in Paris earlier this year.

Ah, congratulations.

Thank you.

And… you are?

Vlad the Second.

Prince of Wallachia.

Count…

Dracula.

Oh. Your Excellency,
I apologize for my clumsiness,

I was given
no physical description of you.

My portrait is not well known,
except on these walls.

Oh.

Magnificent.

- Is that a gramophone?
- Yes, it is.

I've never seen one before.

- I'm very curious to…
- Later, maybe.

- Let us dine.
- Fine.

Oh, this is so good.

Your appetite is a pleasure to see,
young man.

Everything is so delicious,
and to be honest,

I was starving to death.

That certainly won't be the case here.

The upkeep of such an abode
must require countless amount of staff.

Too many.

And yet, I am puzzled
not to have seen any?

They are very discreet.

- You aren't eating?
- Later.

Try this.

Nice trick.

Fantastic flavour.

It is one of the recipes
I bring back from India.

You travel a lot?

Not anymore, but… once upon a time, yes.

I visited every continent
and crossed all oceans.

Oh? You must have
so many wonderful stories to tell, then?

I do.

Were your travels for work or pleasure?

I handled certain affairs, it is true,

but I am retired now.

I let my…

associates travel
around the world in my place.

And it's my associate, Mr. Jenkins,
who arranged for my visit here.

And once again, let me thank you
for according me a moment of your time.

I have plenty of time.

So what brings you here, young man?

Well,

among the many properties
that you own in Europe,

there is one in particular:

an old abbey, in the heart of Paris.

The county, which we represent, wondered,

given the dilapidated state
of the property,

if you might be interested in selling?

Ah, I think it's this one.

No, not this one.

Sorry.

I must admit, the road was
quite chaotic to get here,

and my stuff is all upside down.

And what do they want to do with it?

A hospital, I believe.

The great Paris Exhibition is coming soon,

and the city will receive
millions of visitors.

Not this one…

It's located near Saint-Germain-des-Prés,
not too far from the river la Seine.

I will… I will show you.

Are you a believer?

- Sorry. What did you say?
- Do you believe in God?

Not really. The Coachman gave it to me.

Old superstitions run deep, I suppose.

Ah! Got it.

Enough talking for tonight.
Let me show you to your room.

The castle is well-guarded,

but I prefer you do not leave your room
under any circumstances.

Forgive me,
but what exactly are you afraid of?

Old castles like this are filled
with memories that might haunt you.

Oh, I'm not superstitious.

That is a pity.

Watch him.

Elisabeta…

- Good evening.
- How may I help you, Father?

I'd like to speak to
Mr. Henry William Spencer, please.

Yes?

My apologies for disturbing
at such a late hour,

but I was sent by a friend,
Dr. Dumont of the Hôtel-Dieu Hospital.

Oh, God, the hospital where Maria is?

- Indeed.
- Has something awful befallen her?

Yes. No, I mean…
She's alive, clinically speaking.

Oh, thank God.

Please come and sit down.

Tell me everything, Father.

I'm worried sick.

Is her health stable, at least?

She doesn't eat much,
drinks reasonably well,

yet she's bursting with energy.

That bodes well. That…

That bodes very well, yet…

Yet do we know more about
this evil thing that's eating away at her?

We're making progress, but as you know,

the science is a long, winding road

that we can only travel step by tiny step.

You have a very nice place here.

Yeah, it belongs to the English Crown.

Yeah, the Crown has always known
how to make good investment.

What can I do for you, Father?

I'd like to visit her room.

- May I ask what you're looking for?
- Nothing in particular.

It's just important
that no stone be left unturned.

You're a bit like an inspector
on a police investigation.

Precisely. Except, I try to solve
the case before the murder.

I'll leave you to it.

And if you ever need any help
in any occasion, I'm your servant.

Thank you. That's very kind of you.

There you are.

Princess Elisabeta.

You should not have left your room.

Oh, my God!

Don't utter that name.

He is not welcome here.

Are you the Devil?

God… Evil…

Two almost identical entities,

two minds battling one another
without showing themselves.

And we… We are their playthings.

We are puppets that move
only at their behest.

No… No, no!

Help!

- Do you intend to kill me?
- I do.

But not right away.

It is important to wait
until the blood engorges the head.

Who are you really?

I am just a poor soul, condemned by God

and cursed to walk
in the shadow of death for all eternity,

and sustain myself on fresh blood.

Human blood is recommended.

Why would God do such a thing?
He's only love and mercy.

Oh, I thought you were not a believer?

I am now.

You are very funny.

Thank you.

What is your last wish?

Tell me your story.

My story?

Yes. Please.

I want to know everything about you.

This is your last wish?

Is to listen to a story from an old man?

I'm dying to.

You're dying to…

That is very funny.

Let's grant it then.

Lower him down.

Lower him down!

Life is nothing but a long,
hard road, my friend.

Death is a privilege that God grants you

and denies me.

And yet, I was one of his
most faithful servants.

- What happened?
- He took my wife.

My princess.

The love of my life.

Leave me alone.

Since then, I've lived on,
waiting for her return.

How long exactly?

Four hundred years.

That's pretty long.

But how can you be sure she'll come back?

Sometimes, pure souls can be reincarnated,

and my beloved was the purest of them all.

Forgive me, but I presume you don't know

when, where or how?

Precisely.

That doesn't seem like a very good deal.

Had I have known sooner, young man,

I would have hired you as my lawyer.

And you've been looking for her
all this time?

The task has not been easy.

The Black Death spread
all over Europe for centuries.

Nearly 200 million souls were decimated,

half of them women.

This made my research
all the more difficult

because all the remaining women
were gathered in holy places

where I was not welcome.

I was so lonely

that I began to envy the unfortunates
that death claimed.

Living without love
is the worst disease of all, my friend.

It is like a fine, incessant rain

that gradually eats away at your bones,

turning you into a formless sponge,
unable to stand upright.

And then, after a while,

no matter how strong your love is,

you loose your faith.

And yet they say
that hope is the spice of life.

In my case, I would prefer that…

hope kills me.

But all this was of no use

because God denied me the right to die.

Over time, all desire disappears,

even the desire to end one's life.

All you are left with is…

an odourless, charmless melancholy

and the hope that I will find her one day.

But I couldn't visit
every castle, house and hamlet.

So if I couldn't go to her,

I had to find a way for her to come to me.

How?

- Poison?
- Now look at who is being dramatic.

This is a fragrance
that I developed for over a century.

I visited the great city of Baghdad

known for its magical gardens
with a thousand and one flowers.

Then I continued my journey
to Kanauj, in India,

where I learned to capture

the souls of the most sensitive flowers.

But it was only back in Europe
that my research came to fruition.

First, to the colourful fields
of Grasse, in France,

where some flowers have intoxicated
our imagination for centuries.

And then, finally, in the heart of Italy,

in the magnificent city of Florence

which was, at the time, the capital

of all the perfumes.

Sir, I think this is it.

The colour is quite pleasant.

Oh, never mind the colour.

The scent is divine,
and the effect guaranteed.

We shall see.

Perhaps it would be wiser
to try it outside?

No, this seems to be the ideal place.

Oh, mamma mia.

This perfume

was highly effective,

more powerful
than I could have ever imagined.

I have to admit,

this period was not the most unpleasant.

Indeed.

And then, after visiting
every court in Europe,

I ended my journey
with the famous French court

of Versailles.

The king at the time,

a Louis whose number I've forgot.

This little buttercup had the bright idea
to bring together

all his nobles and his artists
of his kingdom,

to keep closer eye on them.

There was no doubt in my mind

that if Elisabeta had returned,

she would be here.

I had never been so close to finding her.

In my heart,
I was as excited as when I began…

Elisabeta?

No, I'm not "Elisabeta."

I'm Isabelle de Touraine.
But I'll change my name if you insist.

But my task seemed impossible,

and on this day, hope left me.

All that effort, time,

and money spent

only served a world
of debauchery and artifice,

which left no place for love.

It was now time for me to entrust the task

of finding my Elisabeta to others.

How many did you bite?

It doesn't matter.

Because in the end,
my associates were as unlucky as I was.

So I returned to my Elisabeta.

Since then, I've rarely left this castle,
with the deluded hope

that one day my disciples
will finally find my beloved.

So, you seem to know
what you're talking about

when it comes to love.

I do.

Then you have to spare me, please.

I too have a beloved,
and you'll separate us forever.

In whose name?

God?

No.

In the name of love.

Are you married?

I proposed to her, just before I left.

And she… accepted?

Yes, she did.

We're to be wed as soon as I return.

That is unfortunate.

If you kill me,
she'll die of grief, I know it.

What does she look like?

The locket, there, around my neck.

Inside is her photograph.

My prince…

My love…

Elisa… Elisabeta.

No, Mina.

Mina?

This woman is mine, young man,

but I will spare your life
for finding her, for me.

Keep him prisoner.

I need to pack my things, I need to…

Everyone come down! Come down from there!

Fill this vial! Fill this!

My horses! Prepare my horses!

I need to be clean!
I need to be beautiful!

I need blood! I need blood!

Lots of fresh blood!

Elisabeta…

I found you.

This is the portrait of the woman

our prince is searching for
in your great city of Paris.

He's been looking for his beloved
for more than 400 years.

We've been tracking him for just as long.

But the resolution of his endless wait
is about to happen now,

right here in the heart of Paris.

She's left-handed.

Yeah. Good observation.

This book contains all observations

my congregation has compiled
over the centuries.

- You speak German?
- No.

Well, let me read you a little piece.

"It is likely that these creatures are
the way they are

"as a result of a divine curse."

"Göttlich verflucht" in German.

"If God can give life,
then consequently he can also give death.

"But he can refuse
in cases of great offence or blasphemy."

Ah.

"Then the offender will be condemned

"to wander the earth for all time."

But even more interesting,

"God can forgive the offender, however,

"in the event of true repentance.

"Death will be granted,
and the curse will be lifted."

This mean, if we succeed
in destroying this demon,

all those who he's bitten
will be freed from the curse.

And, uh… suppose we do manage
to find this demon,

how do you intend to get rid of it?

That's the easy part.

You drive a stake through his heart
with a hammer and cut off his head.

Wonderful.

In another book It's mentioned
that cloves of garlic

will cause it to flee.

I doubt this method is effective.

Yet more within my grasp.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
First, we have to find this woman.

Because she's the only one
who can lead us to him.

- Strange.
- What?

- Um, the young woman in the portrait.
- Yes? What about her?

She bears a striking resemblance
to the young woman

you asked me to keep waiting
in the next room.

Madame?

Are you Dr. Dumont?

Indeed. How can I help you?

I'm a friend of Maria de Montebello.

I learned that she's under your care,
and I came to inquire as to her condition.

Of course.

To… whom do I have the honour?

Mina. Mina Murray.

I was at Maria's wedding when…
the tragedy occurred.

You knew her well?

Knew?

No, no, no. Please, please. My apologies.

No, no, she's very well.
I mean, her condition is stable.

Sorry.

- Praise be to God.
- Indeed, my child.

Would you mind
if we ask you a few questions?

It could help her recovery.

- Yes, of course.
- Are you related?

No, not at all.

I am not from here.

Can you tell us about your relationship?
Her behaviour?

I met Maria a few days ago

at a tea party

that her future husband organized.

Henry.

When she saw me, she…
she took me under her wing.

She never really let me go.

Look at her!

It was as if she could sense
that I didn't really belong.

She took me into her room,
and we… we talked,

we laughed a lot.

It was so nice.

What did you talk about?

She could talk about anything.

She was…

She was particularly fond of…

…discussing love.

To the point of making me uncomfortable.

- But she was so excited.
- About what, exactly?

About everything.

Mina!

And then…

Suddenly, she just…

She tore herself apart.

Why did you attend that wedding?

I… I accompanied my fiancé.

Who knows everyone,

it seems.

He's from a very respected family,
I suppose.

- You suppose?
- Yes. I don't…

I don't know.

Get some water, please.

My dear child,

you have before you a doctor and a priest,

both bound
by the strictest confidentiality.

You can express yourself without fear.

To tell you the truth,
this wedding has upset me.

Like a bad premonition.

My engagement happened
so quickly. I don't…

I don't know if I…

If you love him?

I do, of course. He's wonderful.

Any young woman would be delighted
by such a match.

But you're not any woman?

I can't help but feel like I…

As if I…

As if…?

As if I don't belong in this time.

I apologize.

You must think I'm incredibly naive, and…

I'm boring you with my problems, I…

Absolutely not, quite the contrary.

Could you write down your address, please?

Of course.

I'm staying at a boarding house
until Jonathan returns.

- You're left handed?
- Yes.

I've often been advised
to become right handed.

Don't change a thing.

It's very charming.

Thank you for your visit.

Thank you for seeing me.

I'll go now to the hospital chapel
and pray for her.

Excellent idea, my child.

Good day.

What is it, my son?

I have no shelter
and have not eaten for centuries.

I am cold as well.

I will take him to the chapel.

Please, come in.

Come in.

Thank you for the invitation.

Don't move.
I'll get you a hot bowl of soup.

You are too kind.

Who are you?

Count Dracula at your service.

Thank you for the soup,
but I require something richer.

Don't worry.

You won't catch fire.

Your evil spells have no effect
in the house of God!

Oh, really?

In the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Evil Spirit!

Come, my sisters.

Look what God has made of you.

Hearts of stone in dormant bodies,

suffocating under their own thick issue.

Let me free you from this prison.

Come on!

Yes!

Yes!

Master!

Good evening.

The hospital is closed.

I found her, Master! I found her!

- You've done very well.
- Thank you, thank you.

You deserve a reward.

Come, come, my little boy…

Come closer.

Here you are.

Sorry for disturbing you, Father,

but Dr. Dumont needs
to see you immediately.

Yeah. I'm coming.

If this patient's disappearance

could remain a secret between us,
at least for a while?

You can count on me.

Here.

Allez.

He lost a lot of blood.
I was thinking of giving a transfusion.

I'm sure he would have loved that.

Oh. Yes, of course, sorry.

- He uses a pleasant perfume.
- I never noticed.

How could she have escaped
with all the chains?

- There was an outside accomplice.
- A man?

He was seen wandering the hospital.

Is there a description?

Thirties. Elegant and richly dressed.

Blue eyes. Tall and upright.

Mina is in danger.

We must warn her.

Are you cold, my child?

No.

I've always loved the spectacle of fire.

Expecting visitors?

No. But I'll see what it's about.

- Ta-da!
- Maria?

- But you're cured?
- Indeed I am!

Oh, it's a miracle.
I'm so… I'm so relieved.

Don't worry.
Evil is gone as quickly as it came.

- Let's not speak of it anymore.
- But you're feeling…

In tip-top shape!

And ready to celebrate my return
in grand style.

Dr. Dumont, he let you go?

I have so much energy today,

I don't think he could have stopped me.

- And your fiancé?
- In Scotland.

Oh, look what I have!

- Put your hat! We'll go together!
- Where?

Three front-row tickets
for today's celebration.

You're welcome.

- Three?
- Oh, yes, my friend.

The one I've been telling you about
is in town,

and he is dying to meet you.

Quickly, go change.

Go change!

- Bonjour!
- Bonjour!

- Where are you taking me?
- At the Grand Hotel.

They serve wonderful hot chocolate,
you have to try it.

Good evening! Ciao, Maurice!

Well, I know my friend is very beautiful,

but I'm a bit offended.

Forgive me.

Your beauty brings light to this place

filled with dark suits and top hats.

Very true.

Madame, it is an honour…

and a pleasure to see you again.

Have we met before?

In a dream, perhaps.

I have the strange feeling
that we have known each other

for a long time.

That's very romantic.

Terribly.

Excuse me.

I seem to have lost my mind
and my manners.

Vlad the Second, Prince of Wallachia.

Count Dracula.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Maria.

You promised me hot chocolate.

Yes, but first
we're going to have a little fun.

Sorry!

- Oh, sorry!
- Can I see it again?

Oh, look at this!

Un, deux, trois.

Oh, let's go.

Bravo, bravo!

All right, lets go!

Oh, look at that!

I want to see the exhibition.

Chicken lady!

Oh, my God, it's so beautiful!
Look at that.

The old lady with the beard!

Bye!

Beautiful! Look at that.

- Mina! Come! Come!
- Mina, Mina!

You see. Mina? It's beautiful.

Ladies and gentleman,
a little quiet, please.

I'm going to feed the beast!

Oh, she is beautiful.

Little animal…

Oh, this is scary, Mina!

- No, no, no!
- Yeah, let's go!

Maria?

This way.

That girl wants to shoot!

Bravo, Mina!

Allez, allez, monsieur!

Allez!

Allez!

I took the liberty
to have libations prepared,

while we wait for tonight show.

Excellent!

Maria, It's not really proper to visit
the room of a man we've only just met?

Don't worry, I won't let go of your arm.

Ta-da!

- What do you think?
- It's wonderful.

I don't know about you, but I'm starving!

I'm exhausted.

All right, all right.

Oh, you sit here, princess,

and I'll bring you a hot chocolate.

Thank you for accepting my invitation.

Your apartment is fit for a king.

I'm just a prince.

- Sorry.
- Do you live in Paris?

No, further north.
In the country, where life is quieter.

- You like the quiet?
- Not at all.

I love nature.

Birds, trees,

and the wind that makes them sing.

May I ask, where do you live?

My family home is an old castle,

at the foot of the Carpathian Mountains,

in Romania.

There I know only winter and loneliness.

I love winter.

With its harsh landscapes.

But my parents dream of Andalusia.

Perhaps the memory of another, older life.

I suppose so.

May I show you something?

Yes.

It's beautiful. What is it?

It is a music box.

Many people think it was invented
in the 18th century by the Swiss.

But I found this one
at a merchant's table in Constantinople.

It dates from the 15th century.

Remarkable.

I gave it to my wife as a gift.

You're married?

Widowed.

- Forgive me.
- You're forgiven.

- And it still works?
- Of course.

Do you know this melody?

It seems so familiar.

But I trace my memory.

I don't know from where or when…

Keep searching.

In your heart, in your skin,

in your soul…

Do you feel me, Elisabeta?

What kind of spell are you putting on me?

None, Mina.

I'm only haunted by the memory of my wife,

my one and only love,

and you look so much like her
that it troubles me.

Her name was Elisabeta

and when she wanted me,

she used to play this little tune
that echoed through the castle.

It was my signal to run to her.

This is all very touching.

I am Mina.

Mina Murray, and I am getting married
in a few weeks time.

Yes, of course.

Forgive me for bothering you
with my stories.

These are old pains that your presence
has brought back to life.

And I sincerely apologize for this.

Please.

Sir, I cannot accept this.
It's far too precious.

A gift can never be refused.

And maybe this melody brings back
some memories.

Mina! Come!

It's gonna start in ten seconds!

You have to come, let's go!

Three!

- Two!
- Two!

- One!
- One!

Oh, my God!

It's here.

Thank you for the wonderful evening.

It is been an eternity
since I have known such…

…happiness.

Has the word become unfamiliar to you?

My wife took it with her.

Good night, then.

Good night.

Jonathan?

- Jonathan… What has happened to you?
- I thought I would never see you again.

Please, It's better he rest.
He's worn out.

What's happened to him?

Mina? Do you know where he went?

No. Not exactly.

To a castle where he was held prisoner,

and from which
he was miraculously able to escape,

at the risk of his very life.

And do you know who owns this castle?

No.

Maria's very good friend, Count Dracula,

the one who's infected her
and many others.

What? No…

You must be mistaken. The Count…

The Count is charming, and he…

- You've met him.
- Yes, the Count…

He's an absolute gentleman,
he even walked me to my door, he's…

I don't understand.

- How did he find you?
- I don't know.

It all happened so quickly.
Maria came here,

and she told me you'd released her.

Maria escaped, knocking out
three guards in the process,

and drained most of the blood
from my clerk.

What? I… I don't believe it, she…

Take a seat.

And calm yourself

because what I am about to tell you
will be difficult to hear

and even more so to understand.

That man is a hematophagous.

It feeds exclusively on fresh blood.

Human blood mostly.

He's a vampire.

Yes. He is.

It bites its victims, usually in the neck,
and sucks their blood until they're dead.

Some of them are, sort to say, spared,
but they become vampires themselves.

- Oh, my God…
- Maria is one of them.

I need to make sure
that you're not as well.

Maria… Of course not.

He never touched or disrespected me,
he behaved like a perfect gentleman.

He uses a perfume to seduce his victims,

a kind of elixir that annihilates all will
and removes all inhibition.

So, you may be under his spell
and not even know it.

- How awful.
- Yeah. Indeed.

But it's easy to verify.

May I see your neck, please?

All is well.

It's a miracle, really.

Please.

Please.

This way.

Good evening, sir. Father.

- It's all right.
- Easy.

Quiet, please.

- We have guests who are sleeping.
- Yes. Sorry, sorry.

- Careful.
- Yeah.

What are you doing?!
Don't take another step, or I'll scream!

Mina, don't be afraid. I mean you no harm.

Yes?

Miss, I seem to remember
being perfectly clear

about the rules of the house,

which include no music after 8 p.m.,
and it's past midnight.

Please forgive me,
I hadn't noticed the time.

Good.

Now, sir, if you are the gentleman
you claim to be,

you leave this room immediately.

I understand. My regards.

No. Not that way!

Go out the way you came!

What are you doing?

What are you doing? What are you doing?!

You cannot jump, it's much too high!

Mina, I've waited
almost 400 years to see you again.

So if you want me to leave, I can.

Yes. Now, leave!

No, I forbid you from killing yourself
under my window!

So you'd like me to die further away?

Yes! No.

Yes!

Just get off the balcony immediately!

You lied to me.

Not even once.

You use charm to seduce me,
like you do to all your victims.

You are right. It is a perfume.

But I never used it with you.

I'm told you drink the blood
of your victims?

It's true, but you are not my victim.

- You're my beloved.
- Quiet!

My one and only true love.

Who are you to talk to me like that?

I'm damned, Mina.

I'm a dead man
condemned by God's will to live.

Why would God do such a thing?

Because he took you from me,

so I cursed him and abandoned him.

And contrary to popular belief,
I don't like blood.

Even if yours has a delicious taste to it.

Without it, I would only be
a repulsive old man

whom you'd hardly deign to look at.

These are all just words.

Charming words meant to deceive me.

You're right, sometimes words can deceive.

Take my hands.

Hands never lie.

I will tell you the truth about me,
but also about you.

About who you really are.

They will tell you
how much they've enjoyed

caressing your face

and your neck and your hips too…

Remember the last thing you said to me?

You said, "Take care of yourself,
my prince, my king."

My life.

Because I cannot survive without you.

Oh, my love…

I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

I want to be with you forever now.

- Take me.
- I cannot.

Why? Take me.

I want you to take me. Now!

You have your all life ahead of you.

And I only offer death.

I want to be your flesh

and your blood.

Please…

Please, my husband.

Please…

Dumont?

- Yes.
- That smell.

It's the same as in the hospital.

Same perfume.

He's here.

Oh, my God.

They're left. But where?

There's only one place.

It appears Mina's gone missing.

- With him?
- I'm afraid so.

This man is the Devil.

He must be stopped as soon as possible.

Precisely.

But do you think you'll be able
to guide us to his castle in Romania?

Yes.

Father, we can't just go like that,
without any preparation, without any help.

I think I know someone who could help us.

Ta-da!

Henry William, amore mio!

So you missed me?

Of course, my darling!
I prayed for you every day, but…

- What happened? Is this a miracle?
- It is.

God heard your prayers.

And here I am, completely healed

and ready to love you
for the rest of your life.

Henry, I was going mad without you.

When were you discharged
from the hospital?

- I… I asked them to let me know as…
- I know, I know.

I left barely an hour ago
and came straight here.

- And… are you completely cured?
- Of course.

Don't bore me with your questions.

- Aren't you excited to see me?
- Of course.

Oh, Henry.

I missed your arms

and these beautiful hands.

And your lips!

Especially your neck.

Maria!

How dare you?!

Jes… Jesus! What did you do?!

Do not worry, do not worry.

There is an explanation.
We can explain everything.

Oh, no, my blood!

Oh… What have you done?
Look what you've done!

Oh, it's all over the carpet!

What have you done?!

- My darling, don't…
- Shut up, Henry!

Ma…

Help me! Help…

Don't… Don't…

No, no!

Welcome home.

My friends…

Princess Elisabeta has returned.

Let me talk to them. I won't be long.

Master.

They are already on your trail
and will surely find you soon.

I think it is time for you to leave.

Thank you for your concern.

But we are finally at home.

There is nowhere else to be.

Take this.

I don't think I will need
your services anymore.

Go in peace now.

- Elisabeta.
- My prince.

Do you think God will forgive us
for loving each other so much?

God is love.

He understands.

And if he doesn't, he can go to hell.

They will know what it is
to wake a dragon.

Stay here.

Over there.
That's where he sleeps in his coffin.

A coffin? That's the last place
I want to sleep.

We all will one day.

Open the door!

That's him. He's inside.

You won't kill him that way.

Leave it to us, Father.
He won't get away this time.

I told you I would spare you.
Don't make me go back on my word.

So… You are the priest

who has chased my people
for so many years.

Yes.

But rest assured
I didn't come to fight you.

Nor I. I fight God.

I'm not interested in his servants.

No.

You're not fighting God, my son,
you're fighting yourself.

No. No, no, I fought
and I killed in his name.

We live and we breathe in his name.

Why would he want us
to destroy his creation?

Man kills in his own name,
and you're doing it again.

That is all just very fine words.
God sent you here to kill me.

God sent me here to save you.

So… So, God wants to save me now?

After he denies me
the right to die for centuries.

But this is not a punishment,
this is an opportunity.

Repent, Dracula, for your salvation.

She is my salvation.

But you are her damnation.

Vlad!

I need a little bit more time.

Open the door!

Elisabeta!

Elisabeta, the curse
will disappear if I do,

you will regain your freedom.

But you are my freedom!
You are my freedom, my love.

Where you go, I go.

Dracula?

You believe you love her,

but you expect her
to sacrifice her life for you.

Please don't go.

Please don't go… and stay here.

Your soul still belongs to God.

If you truly love her,
let her return to life,

and you return to God.

My darling.

Dracula!

No! No!

Open the door!

Open the door, please, my love!

Four hundred years ago,

I asked a priest that God spare my wife.

He did not.

Please!

Can he hear my pray this time?

Whether he hears or not…

Only you can change destiny, my son.

Save her, then you'll be
in peace for eternity.

My love…

Please, open the door…

So let it be.

Please, don't leave me, my love…

Hurry up before I change my mind.

Please!

Et ego vos absolvo a peccatis vestris.

In nomine Patris, et Filli,

et Spiritus Sancti…

Amen.

Cease fire!

Why are you doing this to me, my love?

Because I love you.

I love you too.

Mina?

- The spell is broken.
- Excellent, excellent.

- Everything is fine now.
- Good.

Thank you.

- Auf Wiedersehen.
- Yes, yes.