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HAUSSEMONT CASTLE

What a pleasure! Come right in.

-Your Grace. -Countess Moncorn.

Please don't say that name. Unpleasant memories.

I'm Claire Grandier now.

My maiden name.

Just Claire Grandier.

Claire Grandier, the psychic.

Just Claire Grandier.

The countess Moncorn is gone.

Don't say that.

You're still one of us. We're all delighted.

Delighted to see me?

Penniless? I have nothing left.

I was in the Indies.

When news reached me, it was too late.

Yet, on your return, you did nothing.

Your brother bought our entire stable for a pittance.

Don't worry.

No one has recognized me.

No one notices the poor.

I recognized you in Paris.

Only because I wished it.

Only you can know, dear duke.

Promise me.

Upon my honor, no one will know.

Countess Moncorn is dead.

Perhaps you can summon her spirit.

It's no laughing matter.

Our link to the hereafter is our most tangible proof

that souls are eternal,

as well as good and evil.

You asked me to come tonight.

Your reception is becoming boring.

Here we are, hundreds of miles from Paris.

Thank you for sending a car to the train station.

May I present Professor Gruber, an expert in telepathy.

His research on animal cell regeneration

has stalled due to lack of funding.

Together, we represent the union of mind and matter.

Do come in. My guests are getting restless.

How can I find anything in this mess?

-Anyone seen my shoes? -Or my brush?

-On the bed. -Thanks.

Distinguished guests,

in a few moments, you will be able to gaze upon

the lovely models of Clarisse Creations...

who will proudly show off the latest fashions...

here at Haussemont Castle.

Haute couture was never like this.

Let's go, girls.

Coming.

After the fashion show, we'll hold the séance.

It's a surprise.

It's a shame to try to amuse bored aristocrats with spiritualism.

Boredom is contagious.

I doubt many of my guests believe in spiritualism.

Will that be an obstacle for you?

I don't believe in obstacles.

They are worldly things.

I live in quite a different world.

True. Follow me. I'll show you the way.

Now Betty will close out this parade of beauties.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, yet another surprise.

A big surprise.

Distinguished guests, we will now contact the other side

with the help of the renowned psychic, Madame Grandier.

How stupid, Baroness.

Our host has such ridiculous ideas.

He's always been eccentric.

I've never believed in such things.

Duke DE Haussemont is so odd. Spiritualism? These days?

-I prefer fashion shows. -Yes.

The realities of the flesh.

Divine flesh!

Get dressed, Betty. Let's get out of here.

I still need to shower. Go ahead. Don't wait for me.

Don't take long. The guests are waiting.

Don't worry, I'll be quick. Don't keep the baron waiting.

Stay away from Baron DE Clanchart. He's mine.

Don't miss the seance. I've never seen one.

Nothing but nonsense.

Enough. It's about to start.

She's not coming. Too bad for her.

Put down that box.

You're interested in art, huh?

Thief!

I also like pretty things.

Be nice and I won't tell.

Little whore.

Whore.

Place your hands on the table and join them

to form an infinite chain which nothing can break.

In the hereafter float the souls of the departed.

In the shadow world, we meet the spirits of the sky.

Through me, you can communicate with them.

Right now.

Five years ago, my brother Laurent fell from a horse and died.

I would like to hear from him. Bid him to come.

Very well.

Concentrate on the duke and the spirit of the deceased.

Do not break the chain. It is dangerous.

I invoke you...

forces of good and evil, forces of the night.

Allow Laurent's spirit to return to us.

Allow him, O generous forces,

to contact the living.

Laurent, can you hear me?

Answer me, Laurent.

Tell me you're approaching this house.

I feel you drawing near.

Is that you? Is it really you?

Give me a sign.

I must know. Is it you?

I sense you among us. Is it you?

Is that you, here with us? I sense you.

You are not far away.

No! No, you are not far away.

Laurent?

What was that? It sounded like a woman's scream.

It came from upstairs.

Turn on the lights, quickly!

Nice try! Those tricks don't work on me.

You're just a couple of charlatans.

It was all planned.

How could the duke be associated with such a scam?

Betty!

-What's wrong with her? -She's unconscious. She must have fainted.

That scream.

Betty, are you all right?

What happened?

It was so bizarre. A light.

What light? What do you mean?

Suddenly, the lights went out.

Everything became bizarre.

When we came in, the lights were on.

I was brushing my hair.

The lights went out.

I felt an icy draft and an inexplicable presence.

A presence?

I swear! It felt weird. You must believe me!

Laurent.

It was his room.

-Let's go. -Okay.

I doubt anyone will accept an invitation here in the future.

I wanted to convince them, but I know so little myself.

I don't believe Betty lied.

She never met you before.

She's telling the truth. Some things can't be faked.

It's not a matter of being fooled, Duke.

The mysteries of the occult forces remain mysterious,

presenting tangible signs

to those with the mental power to perceive them.

Such people do not hesitate.

They simply feel despair

and cry or smile

at the struggle between good and evil,

which is the same force but in opposite directions.

You terrify me. My peace of mind has been shattered.

Now I'll always feel spied upon by invisible creatures.

They were with us last night. Do not doubt it.

I don't. I invite you to stay.

Don't take offense at my words.

Please be the guests of Haussemont Castle

and continue your research in the occult sciences.

Think it over.

Duke, how can you--

It's not charity. We're doing each other a favor.

You help me, and I offer you my hospitality.

Your hospitality comes too late.

You haven't forgiven me for buying your stables.

And I never will.

Forget that for now.

I offer you the opportunity to continue your work

in a quiet and receptive environment.

What do you say?

Professor, I've never heard you speak.

You're not very communicative.

I rarely find words necessary.

I know people's thoughts and act accordingly.

We'll stay.

Wonderful!

Loretta!

So you're adept at telepathy?

It's another field I'd like to explore.

Loretta, the maid, is coming.

She'll show you your rooms.

-You called, sir? -Come in.

She's the only woman who's lived here until now.

She sleeps in the room where many bizarre incidents have occurred.

You can send for your things and move in whenever you please.

If you need any equipment, I'll gladly pay for it.

Thank you.

I'll return to Paris. You can stay here, Claire.

I'll be back in a few days with my things.

I remember you love to ride.

During your stay, ride your favorite horse to tour the area.

Check over there. The bastard can't have gone far!

Okay!

-Poor child. -Stop sniveling.

Nothing happened.

Come on, dear. Don't worry.

We arrived just in time. He didn't harm you.

We'll get him!

You! Come out of there.

You're the one they're after.

Come in.

Sit down. There.

Stay here. I'll be right back.

Joseph, take my horse.

I'll ask the cook for some food.

I prefer to dine in my room. An old habit. Excuse me to His Grace.

For now, you'll sleep here.

Wait. Not until I tell you.

Sit down.

Here. Eat slowly.

Help me, please.

All this goes to the basement.

As you wish, I won't disturb your experiments.

But don't make me wait too long, please.

Soon we hope to reveal many secrets. Please be patient.

I'm burning with curiosity.

I don't know how long I can wait in ignorance.

I'm so impatient!

I can't wait!

Unlike you, I know how to wait. For as long as needed.

All alone, in the dark. Waiting for the invisible.

Waiting, due to the faults of others.

For years, all I do is wait.

I waited and watched the vultures take everything that Philippe had.

Philippe.

They said he passed up better matches to marry me.

Me, a mere medical student.

Don't torture yourself. The Count of M0ncorn--

Philippe committed suicide because no one would help him.

I'm also partially responsible for his death...

because I alienated him from fashionable society.

Okay, he can stay. He can help you. It's what we've always wanted.

I now have all the resources I need,

and you are close to your goal and your victims.

"Victims"?

That's not the right term.

I've waited for years to avenge Philippe.

People are all the same, thinking only of themselves.

But I'm stronger than they are.

Much stronger.

Satan and Astaroth will make them pay

for what they did to Philippe and me.

I swear on the Book of Astaroth

this castle will be cursed for centuries!

They will discover Lucifer's power.

Soon, we'll be able to replicate the principle of regeneration.

I'm nearly ready.

The dead flesh that is about to decompose will regenerate.

Within hours, new cells will replace the old ones

resulting from the mutation of the injected micro-organisms.

This will only be possible if the Supreme Breath enters the body.

Only the Prince of Darkness can help us.

With his sacred invocation,

the soul of one of his servants will enter into an empty body.

The necessary infusion to vitalize human flesh!

May God rest his soul.

Amen.

Poor man. How awful.

I heard his head was crushed under the car's wheels.

They wanted to bury him yesterday.

Did you see? He's being buried in a potter's field.

He had no known relations.

I forgot. The duke left this morning for Paris.

He asked me to tell you.

He received a phone call.

He'll be gone for a few days.

Thank you, Loretta.

Romain.

I think we've found what we're looking for.

Charles, you're looking well, as usual!

-What are you doing here? -I'm here to care for the horses.

I wanted to speak to the duke, but I heard he left.

Just for a few days.

-So you're free for me? -You think it's easy to be free here?

We'll find a way.

That's all men think about!

Spending all day with horses isn't much fun.

Come on, angel.

You're not always with the duke, are you, honey?

Him? All he does is look.

Careful. You'll tear my dress.

Not if you take it off.

It's here. Start digging.

-Claire, keep a lookout. -Of course.

It's nearly out. Just a bit more.

Loretta, nothing to be afraid of.

I brought some candles.

I wasn't expecting anyone.

There's a problem with the transformer.

The power will be out for a few days.

Hurry! We'll be seen!

Joseph wasn't suspicious when I asked for candles.

Joseph has no idea.

What is it, Romain? Your heart again?

You shouldn't overexert yourself.

There's no hope. One day, my heart will give out.

Don't worry, I can hold on a bit longer.

Is the professor so busy that he can't even dine with us?

Look at it this way.

You're so anxious to see results

that the poor man works day and night.

The power outage isn't a problem for you?

Candles aren't ideal, but we're used to it.

They say it will be a week before the power is restored.

You and your research fascinate me.

But I won't bother you, just as I promised.

That's fine. Thanks.

Who is it?

It's me, Romain. Open up.

Coming.

I'm alone.

How is it going?

I'm done.

It wasn't easy, but I managed to reconstruct his head.

Do you want to see?

How horrible!

It suits our purposes.

He'll be unstoppable.

Tonight, we'll begin the final experiment.

Now I'll inject him with a dose of total cell regenerator.

In five or six hours, the rejuvenation will be complete.

Now the micro-organisms will spread through the body progressively.

Hopefully, full saturation will occur within six hours.

That's when the occult forces manifest themselves.

It's been over six hours since the injection.

The rejuvenation should be complete.

Let's examine him.

I hope I have enough telepathic magnetism to control the satanic mind

that will possess that poor boy.

I invoke thee, Lucifer, Lucibel, Satan,

through the power of this magical talisman,

the Book of Astaroth,

the talisman of Solomon the dominator of the talisman.

I invoke you. I come to you!

Will you accept me? I wish to be one of your slaves.

Hereafter, my body and mind are forever yours.

May the powers of darkness rule over all mortals and those who are immortal.

O occult forces of darkness,

I invoke your emperor, Lucifer.

Beelzebub, Prince of Darkness,

and Astaroth, Grand Duke.

I invoke you as one of your slaves.

Take possession of this corpse

to carry out your wishes as well as ours.

By Lucifuge, by Beziagrace,

Belial and Belphegor, Melchom and Asmodai,

I invoke your satanic powers.

Astarte, powerful Queen of Darkness,

powerful, eternal spirit.

Accept this corpse as an instrument of revenge.

What a strange draft!

Loretta, close the window. I'm cold.

It's an odd feeling, the same I had the night of the seance.

How odd.

What so preoccupies Madame Grandier and the professor

that they don't join me for dinner?

Loretta, go to the basement. Tell them I'm waiting.

Yes, sir.

You have sent us, Satan,

an amaranth with eternal powers.

Astaroth, Astarte, may your strength be indestructible.

May Baal's incantation be fulfilled!

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Don't move. Good.

Now come to me.

Come.

That's right.

-Watch out! -Stay calm.

Sit down.

Go sit down.

-Who is it? -It's me, madam.

His Grace sent me to call you to dinner.

We won't be joining him tonight.

We're in the midst of an important experiment.

Tell the duke we're ready to show him our results.

-Do you understand? -Yes, madam.

I'll tell him.

-It's over, Romain. -Yes.

I was afraid that I couldn't do it.

It takes superhuman effort to control him telepathically.

My heart is about to explode.

Fortunately, the antidote I injected...

puts him into a temporary trance.

The pain!

A small dose of the restorative will awaken him.

He'll serve our purposes, but we must be careful.

I must not be distracted.

If I lose control, it could be dangerous.

He is very strong.

I couldn't restore his language centers. The brain was too damaged.

It doesn't matter.

Tonight, at last, I will finally have my vengeance.

And you will be Duke DE Haussemont.

If there isn't anything else, I'd like to retire.

No. You may go.

Forgive me, Duke, but don't you think--

Good night, Loretta. Sleep well.

I almost forgot.

Tell Joseph and Charles not to wake me too early.

I'm tired. I'd like to sleep late tomorrow.

Tell Joseph to get the power company to fix the transformer.

Yes, sir. I'll tell him.

Good night, sir.

Loretta?

Joseph?

Who are you?

The fire stopped before spreading to the castle...

but it was too late to save the duke.

You say this area has a power outage, yet I see lights on everywhere.

-It's odd. -Chief.

We found a cigarette butt by the duke's body.

As I expected.

The duke may have started the fire by falling asleep while smoking.

But why was the candelabra on the bed?

Maybe he became dizzy while lighting his cigarette.

We'll wait for the autopsy results.

Joseph, contact me when the Professor returns.

Of course.

Inspector Robert.

You've searched the castle for clues?

Of course. Everything seems normal.

It's a terrible shock.

We are here as his guests.

That's clear. And you intended to stay permanently.

One more reason for us to mourn his loss.

The duke was our protector and benefactor.

The professor was doing research in the basement, you know.

-Research on what? -It's a secret, Chief of Police.

But we can tell you.

The Duke DE Haussemont loved horses.

He asked me to develop vaccines for equine diseases.

I beg you to keep this quiet. It's confidential.

I understand. Go on.

Now that the duke is dead, we've nowhere to live.

We're the first to be hurt by this accident.

Chief Forest.

Good day, Judge.

You're here for the corpse, I presume.

If your men have taken the routine photos, we can leave now.

Great, Susan! Just a few more.

A bit more sensual. Good.

And now-- Nice!

Close the piano.

Lie down by the piano, Susan.

That's good.

Fantastic!

Okay, we're just about done.

I'll see who it is. Don't move.

-Telegram, Richard. -Thanks, honey.

HAUSSEMONT CASTLE

Don't worry, there's room at Haussemont Castle for us all.

Continue your experimentation-s with the horses.

Yes, continue! I intend to tire them out!

Just a joke!

I've no intention of kicking you out.

Uncle Victor had enough money to provide for an army.

Please stay.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

We'd expected no less from you.

You're an honor to the nobility.

Don't say such things.

My Uncle Victor always criticized me for living too wildly.

After the death of his brother Laurent, my father,

I thought he'd disinherit me.

Sir, Joseph has brought in your things.

What room would you like?

Yours, my dear. if I may.

That's sweet. I'm flattered.

-What's your name? -Loretta, sir.

Listen, Loretta.

I can sleep just about anywhere.

-Whichever room is easiest for you. -Yes, sir.

-Anything else? -No.

Let's drop the formalities. They drive me nuts!

Everyone just do as they wish.

I'm taking a nap.

Watch out.

-Careful. —Go ahead.

That's good.

Fortunately, we had time to hide the dwarf and the coffin.

If you're tired, we can rest now that we know we can stay.

I'm afraid it's already too late.

We're running out of time. I'm losing my mental faculties.

We can't wait. I'll reanimate him. Let's hope this experiment works.

-Good night, Claire. -Good night.

Romain! It's awful! He's escaped.

Wake up, Romain! Do you hear me? Wake up.

Wake up.

Help me.

-We'll leave her here. -What happened?

I don't know.

Perhaps the cathylodexedrine wasn't enough.

I think--

I know.

His body must have grown used to the serum,

and the injection no longer affects him.

We must increase the dosage.

How do you feel?

Weak.

But the zombie is what worries me. I can't control him.

By now, he must be far away.

Even though it's weak, I still sense the telepathic flux.

I can find him, I think.

Let's go. We must find him.

What about the dwarf?

One more grave at the cemetery. No one will notice.

That way.

The telepathic flux grows stronger.

He's very close.

Stop here.

He's close. I must concentrate.

There he is.

Load a syringe with a double dose of serum.

No, Romain.

Clanchart Castle is only a few miles away.

It's the perfect occasion to pay the baron a visit.

Tonight.

But, Claire, we can't, not without preparation.

I'm beginning to fear for the atrocities this creature can commit.

-No. -Romain, don't forget one thing.

Although you feel nothing for me, or any woman,

you cannot break our pact.

If you're frightened, we won't take any risks.

Philippe and I visited the castle often.

I know it well.

I can draw you a map from memory.

To get the zombie inside,

I know the secret entrances used for guests.

It's time for us to be his guests.

Loretta?

Loretta.

She hasn't been seen today, sir.

I checked her room. Nothing is missing.

How mysterious.

Call the police. Something may have happened to her.

The afternoon paper reports a murder in the area.

It was Baron...

Here.

"Baron DE Clanchart and servant found murdered this morning.

The baron was strangled." How tragic!

Perhaps Loretta was murdered.

You called, sir?

Oh, here's the mysterious lady.

Well?

Loretta, you certainly had us worried.

What happened to you? You don't look well.

I'm not feeling well.

May I go up to my room, sir?

Certainly, Loretta.

And if you're not well tomorrow, we'll call the doctor.

For the time being, no one will suspect anything about Loretta's death.

Because she's not dead.

In her body, she contains the power of Astaroth and Lucifer!

Susan!

Good evening!

I'll be right down.

What a nice surprise. I didn't expect you so soon.

You left Paris so quickly.

I have to manage my inheritance.

-Am I intruding? -Don't be silly.

I'm bored stiff. This castle is so dreary.

This is my room.

And yours, if you wish.

What will the servants say?

They're all adults, and so are we.

Loretta is a clever girl.

Her room is next door.

She felt ill, so I gave her permission to rest.

You gave her permission?

As the new duke?

That's right.

I can't go on.

I hope Claire will grow tired of this.

It's a shame the professor couldn't join us.

He must be very busy.

He's very absorbed by his vaccine work.

We mustn't disturb him. I'm sure you understand.

Don't worry. Susan will be staying for a while.

I'll be delighted by your company.

You know something?

I don't like that woman.

Neither do I. I like you.

We'll see about that once you've grown tired of me.

Don't count on it.

I'm not.

Loretta.

Loretta?

-Come. -No.

Yes. Get undressed.

Loretta. Loretta?

What happened?

Why don't you say something?

Loretta.

Answer me.

What was that? Sounded like a scream.

From Loretta's room.

She seemed possessed.

I've never seen such fury in a woman. It was horrible.

I intended to visit you tomorrow.

I'll have the results of your uncle's autopsy this evening.

It took the coroner a long time because the corpse was badly burnt,

especially about the neck and head.

Strangulation marks were found on Duke DE Haussemont.

My uncle was murdered?

Gentlemen.

Something strange is happening. Come see.

Madam, would you like a cognac to calm your nerves?

Yes, thanks, Joseph.

Hurry back. I'm afraid to be alone.

The readings are strange.

In addition, her electroencephalogram is flat.

It's as if she were dead.

I just repositioned the electrodes, and this is the latest reading.

Just leave the body. We'll set fire to the castle.

The cops will be here soon.

We can't leave the zombie here.

Out of the question. He'll get us in trouble.

We must get rid of him.

No, not him!

How can we move him?

I can't lift him, and you're too weak.

No. We'll reactivate him. He can walk.

It's dangerous.

You're too weak.

Leave him. The fire will destroy everything.

No.

After all my years of research...

I can't leave him here.

He's mine now. I'll take him.

It's inhibitive catalepsy.

-Doctor? -Come in, LeB|anc.

I've decided to give her shock treatment.

Tomorrow may be too late.

Charge!

What's wrong with the lights?

Romain! Romain! What's wrong?

Romain!

By the breath of Satan, let this not be the end of my plans!

Joseph?

Joseph?

It's the only explanation I can offer without conducting a thorough examination.

It's inconceivable, but the woman you brought to me was already dead.

Look at the electroencephalogram.

Her movements were automatic, guided by an unknown force.

Her trance was caused by the rupture of the strange flux

which had given her a semblance of life.

The electroshock may have been the cause, but I can't be sure.

It's a fascinating case.

Tomorrow I'll begin an in-depth study of her remains with my colleagues.

Perhaps we'll discover the cause through our experiments.

Experiments... The professor's experiments.

Joseph!

Susan? She may be in danger. Let's go.

Duke DE Haussemont.

Later! Come on.

Come, Inspector.

If my hunch is correct, we may be just in time.

And it would explain the duke's death.

No, no!

Inspector, don't shoot. Careful of the girl.

Watch out!

Don't look, Susan. Don't look!